What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 08:49
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What is your most intimate experience with your best friend?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who designed our DNA structure?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Know your enemies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What are the most shocking facts about the Bollywood industry?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I never knew my life mattered”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The other one don't understand me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Orton advances in the King of the Ring after the Paul Heyman Guys screw LA Knight - Cageside Seats
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
How did you as a human being change while growing up?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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'”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Rikishi calls for WWE writers to be fired for botching Jey Uso’s world title run - Cageside Seats
What does life mean without death?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“…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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
No smile is genuine or real,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I do it once, I do it twice,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Movin objects mentally
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Three months later we run our own caper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
“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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Mothership alien sorceress
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll see you when I get there,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I seen it all in my short life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,