What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 04:33
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll see you when I get there,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Is it true that Jehovah's witnesses once thought the world would end in 1975?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why was Boromir corrupted by the One Ring, but not Faramir in The Lord of the Rings?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Soldier with the gas-mask
Why does an older married man turn bisexual?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
What does life mean without death?
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
“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'”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“…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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Three months later we run our own caper,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Movin objects mentally
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The other one don't understand me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
No smile is genuine or real,
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?