What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 11:44
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
How far back into your childhood can your remember and what is your favorite memory of that time?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Musk-Trump rupture poses a serious threat to NASA and Pentagon programs - The Washington Post
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why do I feel like something bad is going to happen to me?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What is the Replika app, and how does it work?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
He led George W. Bush's PEPFAR program to stop AIDS. Now he fears for its future - NPR
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who is the most annoying character in the Office?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“…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”
How was your JEE Advanced 2024 result?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Three months later we run our own caper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Know your enemies
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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'”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The other one don't understand me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I never knew my life mattered”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
No smile is genuine or real,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Movin objects mentally
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'll see you when I get there,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What does life mean without death?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,