What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 04:03
Know your enemies
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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I do it once, I do it twice,
Gangbangers that spit slang
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'll see you when I get there,
How often do you watch the news on TV?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What does life mean without death?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Why did my ex-narcissist move so fast with his new supply marriage engagement moving in, etc.?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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'”
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What’s something you did a lot as a kid that you don’t miss now that you’re an adult?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Movin objects mentally
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
If it ain't
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“…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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Who designed our DNA structure?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
No smile is genuine or real,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,