What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 00:03
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What was your best experience of having your navel touched?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Why does it matter so much to atheists that God doesn't exist?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
No smile is genuine or real,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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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'”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What are some of the best relationship advice for men?
“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”
Know your enemies
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Hello I am 17 year old boy and I am interested in transgender why?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What are the most common signs that a partner will cheat before it happens?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Why do I sweat (mostly on face) when I eat usually spicy food?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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”
Is having white skin really that attractive?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why are Republican politicians so afraid to oppose Trump?
What does life mean without death?
“…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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll see you when I get there,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gangbangers that spit slang
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
“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 moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I never knew my life mattered”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I seen it all in my short life
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Me and my peeps is all trife
Mothership alien sorceress
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Who designed our DNA structure?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”