What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 15:54
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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’,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“…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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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'”
From 1 to 10, how dark is the Naruto fandom? Why?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gangbangers that spit slang
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
What is the opposite personality type of someone with ASPD (antisocial personality disorder)?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why are Trump's and Khan's experiences with authorities in the US and Pakistan similar?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What toxic behavior has been normalized by society?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
As a guy, how do you know you if you are considered attractive?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Movin objects mentally
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
‘I’m a Delicate Guy’: Chris Evans on Sharing His Sensitive Side in ‘Materialists’ - Rolling Stone
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What pet would you strongly not recommend?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Know your enemies
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'll see you when I get there,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Mothership alien sorceress
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If it ain't
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What does life mean without death?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Who designed our DNA structure?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The other one don't understand me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
No smile is genuine or real,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
I seen it all in my short life
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I never knew my life mattered”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?