What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 01:02
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The other one don't understand me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
What does life mean without death?
Hillary thinks we must censor or "we lose total control". Why does she demand total control?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What's the funniest thing you heard in a movie theater?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Know your enemies
“…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”
Measles strikes at birth: Six Canadian newborns infected from unvaccinated mothers - Times of India
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Don't you think Democrats are so full of it stool softener and an enema couldn't help them?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What is the best way to end a relationship with someone who has future plans with you?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gangbangers that spit slang
What story do you have involving a public restroom?
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If it ain't
Were you ever in love with your teacher?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Mothership alien sorceress
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
No smile is genuine or real,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Movin objects mentally
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I do it once, I do it twice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I never knew my life mattered”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If it ain't
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'll see you when I get there,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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'”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,