What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 09:36
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
What does it mean to you to live a life that reflects biblical values?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Know your enemies
Why is it so hard to date nowadays?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Who is the most dangerous or evilest person of all time?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What does it mean to live "the 'underconsumption' life"?
No smile is genuine or real,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I seen it all in my short life
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
What does life mean without death?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Who designed our DNA structure?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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'”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'll see you when I get there,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Movin objects mentally
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Mothership alien sorceress
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Three months later we run our own caper,
If it ain't
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Soldier with the gas-mask
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“…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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The other one don't understand me,