What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 01:36
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Is the Philippines PH a poor 3rd world or 4th world country forever and forever?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What does life mean without death?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“…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”
Mothership alien sorceress
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If it ain't
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What symptoms did you notice before being diagnosed with cancer?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What was your most memorable combat mission during the Vietnam War?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
What is world history that not many people know about?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Who designed our DNA structure?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Is it true that LGB should drop T?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Have you ever been instructed/forced to crossdress for the benefit of others?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
GM has another affordable EV in the works and it’s not the next-gen Chevy Bolt - Electrek
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Know your enemies
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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'”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I seen it all in my short life
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The other one don't understand me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Three months later we run our own caper,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'll see you when I get there,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Movin objects mentally
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I never knew my life mattered”
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,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke