What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:06
What does life mean without death?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
How do I cope with the fact that I will never have a girlfriend?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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“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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Soldier with the gas-mask
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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If it ain't
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Do you enjoy cheating on your spouse? If so, why?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The other one don't understand me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Who designed our DNA structure?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
No smile is genuine or real,
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I never knew my life mattered”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do it once, I do it twice,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Movin objects mentally
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Know your enemies
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“…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”
I seen it all in my short life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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'”
“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”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll see you when I get there,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Me and my peeps is all trife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Mothership alien sorceress
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,