What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
16.06.2025 01:05
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Do people have to be a pastor to baptize?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I can not sleep. what is the problem?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why is Eric Clapton so roundly disliked among guitarists?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If it ain't
Why did the UK Supreme Court rule that transgender women are not women?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What is your review of UST Global?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
What is your review of The Office (U.S. TV series)?
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,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Mothership alien sorceress
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
How likely is it to make a living out of being a window cleaner in a Nordic country?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why am I not attracted to masculine men? Why do I like more feminine attributes on a man?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll see you when I get there,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Me and my peeps is all trife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What does life mean without death?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Know your enemies
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Three months later we run our own caper,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Movin objects mentally
“…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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The other one don't understand me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I never knew my life mattered”