What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 10:09
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Is there anything wrong with me because I'm still single?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What is your review of the Redmi 9A? Is it worth buying?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What is the most craziest dream you ever had?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I seen it all in my short life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Why are there so many single moms in America?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why do nice guys rarely or never win?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Movin objects mentally
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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?
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'll see you when I get there,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
“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'”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“…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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What does life mean without death?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gangbangers that spit slang
If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Who designed our DNA structure?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The other one don't understand me,
Know your enemies
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I never knew my life mattered”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,