What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 10:12

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