What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 05:26
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Me and my peeps is all trife
What does it feel like to "lose your looks" to age?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I never knew my life mattered”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why didn’t Obito confront Kakashi after he witnessed him kill Rin?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
How do military families handle communication when a service member is injured overseas?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why are most girls not open to the idea of anal sex?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I do it once, I do it twice,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Is the Philippines PH a poor 3rd world or 4th world country forever and forever?
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Mothership alien sorceress
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
“…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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
What does life mean without death?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The other one don't understand me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch 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”
“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'”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Movin objects mentally
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I seen it all in my short life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who designed our DNA structure?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
No smile is genuine or real,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Know your enemies
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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