What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 10:07

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