What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:28
Who designed our DNA structure?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The other one don't understand me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What are some reasons why men may not want to date a woman who can pay her own bills?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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What does life mean without death?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
Is the Trump-Zelenskyy meeting a preview of what the US is going to do to Taiwan?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Would you raise your children like your parents raised you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll see you when I get there,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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'”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I never knew my life mattered”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
No smile is genuine or real,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Know your enemies
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Gangbangers that spit slang
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“…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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Three months later we run our own caper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Soldier with the gas-mask
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Movin objects mentally
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
Until we realized how to get the real money;
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,