What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 00:32
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why is social media so anti-fee speech, and have they become total BS?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If a cat is feminine in German, what article do you give to a male cat?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why is Harley-Davidson dropping diversity initiatives after the right-wing anti-DEI campaign?
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Can ringing in the ears be a sign of spiritual awakening?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What is the most ridiculous obviously false verse in the Bible?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why does my vagina always itch so badly after my periods?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Is there a possibility that we are living in a simulation and that there is a concept of rebirth?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
What is your favourite colour and why?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What does life mean without death?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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 is the covert narcissist actively avoiding me when they see me everyday?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
What is the difference between the Bible and the Qur'an?
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What caused the Democratic Party's 2024 presidential campaign to implode so horrifically?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Where can Ukrainians go if they cannot have shelter and heating this winter?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I never knew my life mattered”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I seen it all in my short life
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“…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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The other one don't understand me,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
No smile is genuine or real,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Movin objects mentally