What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:32
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Why do White people love dogs more than humans?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Soldier with the gas-mask
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Are there many people here who suffer from schizophrenia?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Have you been with a stranger yet?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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“…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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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”
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Why am I sweating so much at night even though my room is really cold?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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Gangbangers that spit slang
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What does life mean without death?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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'”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I seen it all in my short life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
No smile is genuine or real,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Movin objects mentally
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Know your enemies
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,