What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 04:23
If it ain't
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Know your enemies
Why do liberals think it is okay to steal votes while the rest of us obey the law(s)?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What made you feel satisfied about your life today?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What are the ten cars that make me no longer feel inferior?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What is the story behind bhai dooj?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I do it once, I do it twice,
What is your favourite summer outfit? Why?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Can you share the entire summary of your spiritual life?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“…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”
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
Do you think this Labour Party is qualified to run our country?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Me and my peeps is all trife
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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'”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll see you when I get there,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I never knew my life mattered”
If it ain't
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I seen it all in my short life
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Mothership alien sorceress
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The other one don't understand me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What does life mean without death?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?