What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 05:38
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What's the gayest thing you have experienced on an only boys sleepover?
“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'”
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Why do liberals refuse to define what a woman is and what does that mean for the future of feminism?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who are some good social skills therapists in Pompano Beach, Florida?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I seen it all in my short life
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Paris Baguette: The Korean bakery that wants to make croissants less French - BBC
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why has Biden pulled ahead in battleground states and is now projected to win the 2024 presidency?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why is it that women are stronger than men nowadays?
Mothership alien sorceress
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What have you learned from your parents' mistakes?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why don't we hear our own snoring?
Movin objects mentally
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Why did the Soviet Jews hate the Soviet Union?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love 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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gangbangers that spit slang
“…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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do it once, I do it twice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I never knew my life mattered”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
What does life mean without death?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Know your enemies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The other one don't understand me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'll see you when I get there,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Three months later we run our own caper,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
No smile is genuine or real,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows