What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 14:42
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
How far back into your childhood can your remember and what is your favorite memory of that time?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Soldier with the gas-mask
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I'll see you when I get there,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why is it so hard to date nowadays?
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Know your enemies
Three months later we run our own caper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why do untreated borderlines always blame their partners when they actually think they are normal?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What is your favourite colour and why?
No smile is genuine or real,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The other one don't understand me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who designed our DNA structure?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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'”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I seen it all in my short life
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I never knew my life mattered”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Movin objects mentally
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I do it once, I do it twice,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Mothership alien sorceress
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“…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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it