What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 07:11
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Why are there so many single moms in America?
Who designed our DNA structure?
“…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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
How good do you sing and how do you know this?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What is the most interesting question you can ask to get to know someone?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
Do people really have sex with animals?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gangbangers that spit slang
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What type of fish is best for fish tacos?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Mothership alien sorceress
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I seen it all in my short life
What are some fun/kinky things to do with your partner?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
—— which songs do certain kuorans remind you of?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Can you share a story of someone who had a lucky experience while hitchhiking?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What happens to single guys when they get older?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who is Meghan Markle and why is she so controversial on the Internet?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Why am I so tired of the keto diet?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If it ain't
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What does life mean without death?
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
No smile is genuine or real,
I never knew my life mattered”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If it ain't
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The other one don't understand me,
“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'”
Know your enemies
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Until we realized how to get the real money;
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'll see you when I get there,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,