What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 11:11
Know your enemies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Why do I get spun and then want big fat cocks to suck?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
What is your most erotic sex story?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Do guys prefer big boobs or small boobs? Why?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why did my ex move on so quickly?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If it ain't
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Me and my peeps is all trife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
When do you feel most peaceful ever?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
In what ways does Islam oppress women?
I'll see you when I get there,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“…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”
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I seen it all in my short life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What does life mean without death?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I never knew my life mattered”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who designed our DNA structure?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The other one don't understand me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Mothership alien sorceress
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Movin objects mentally
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,