What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 11:25
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What’s a historical event you wish more people talked about?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Why do women have sex with dogs?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll see you when I get there,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What is unattractive about a nice guy? Why do some women don’t choose nice guys?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
Are narcissists happy people generally?
No smile is genuine or real,
Movin objects mentally
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
When does a woman know she is cumming?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I seen it all in my short life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
What is something you saw while on an airplane that you couldn't believe?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If it ain't
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The other one don't understand me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
Know your enemies
What does life mean without death?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“…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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I never knew my life mattered”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
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
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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'”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows