What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 14:09
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What does it feel like to "lose your looks" to age?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What is the worst emotional pain you ever felt as an adult?
“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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
What do porn stars do when they get old?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The other one don't understand me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Why is there no evidence of a multiverse theory?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Bryce Huff thankful he landed with 49ers - NBC Sports
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why do people stay in cults after they have joined?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Has a psychic ever made a crazy prediction that turned out to be true?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What are some difficulties in a JEE aspirant's life?
If it ain't
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Kuorans, what are some things unique to your country?
“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,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do it once, I do it twice,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
No smile is genuine or real,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'll see you when I get there,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
What does life mean without death?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Movin objects mentally
Know your enemies
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I seen it all in my short life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“…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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Gangbangers that spit slang
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Until we realized how to get the real money;