What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 00:58

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
How can you tell if someone is cunning?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Have you ever dealt with a Christian narcissist?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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 seen it all in my short life
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why do I sweat so much at the gym?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Why do some straight men like to suck dick but don't find other males attractive?
“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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What is the reason for The Acolyte (2024 series) having poor reception among Star Wars fans?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What is the best way to get over your ex?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Know your enemies
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Movin objects mentally
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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'”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Mothership alien sorceress
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The other one don't understand me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll see you when I get there,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“…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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
No smile is genuine or real,
What does life mean without death?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?