What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 12:43
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I never knew my life mattered”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Kuorans can you write a sad story about kpop?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why does my mother care about my sister more than me?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'll see you when I get there,
Why do Democrats look like snowflakes and Republicans look like Vikings?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Why was the rock band Kiss so successful?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why do people still think Michael Jackson was guilty?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The other one don't understand me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
No smile is genuine or real,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“…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”
Know your enemies
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Until we realized how to get the real money;
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Soldier with the gas-mask
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Gangbangers that spit slang
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If it ain't
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Me and my peeps is all trife
What does life mean without death?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
Movin objects mentally
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Mothership alien sorceress
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you