What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 02:54
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Have you ever forcibly sucked someone’s dick?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What is the sluttiest thing your wife has ever done?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
6 early symptoms of fatty liver: What your body is telling you now - Times of India
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
What are some of the most annoying movie clichés?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The other one don't understand me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
7 Yogurts That May Wreck Your Body - Eat This Not That
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'll see you when I get there,
Mothership alien sorceress
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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If it ain't
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Movin objects mentally
What are some very specific groups of people you just cannot stand?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
“…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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I seen it all in my short life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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,
If it ain't
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
Know your enemies
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I never knew my life mattered”
No smile is genuine or real,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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'”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What does life mean without death?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Me and my peeps is all trife
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,