What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:09
I do it once, I do it twice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Gangbangers that spit slang
President Trump kicked Zelensky out of the White House. Is it over for a deal?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
What does life mean without death?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What made you stop being an addict?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Why did Obito, a supposed "bad person," do good things for Kakashi?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
How do I rat my boss out for serial cheating on his wife?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If there exists a “New York of Australia”, is it Sydney or Melbourne?
Movin objects mentally
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Do older men realize that younger women usually do not prefer them?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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The other one don't understand me,
“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll see you when I get there,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Me and my peeps is all trife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Three months later we run our own caper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Know your enemies
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”
Mothership alien sorceress
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
No smile is genuine or real,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I seen it all in my short life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I never knew my life mattered”
“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,