What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 23:37
“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'”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What's your favourite porn video to jerk off to?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
“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”
Why do wives cheat on their loyal husbands?
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I seen it all in my short life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
What is the difference between the terms "Millennials" and "kids"?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What's a memory from your childhood that shaped who you are today?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Mothership alien sorceress
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If it ain't
“…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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What does life mean without death?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Know your enemies
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Three months later we run our own caper,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Movin objects mentally
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'll see you when I get there,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The other one don't understand me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?