What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 00:27
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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'”
What is some information about unprotected sex and pregnancy?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What made you stop being an addict?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
What was the worst decision you ever did?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What does life mean without death?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What is your most intimate experience with your best friend?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If it ain't
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I seen it all in my short life
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
No smile is genuine or real,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Movin objects mentally
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love 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
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Know your enemies
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“…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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Mothership alien sorceress
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Me and my peeps is all trife
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
The other one don't understand me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I never knew my life mattered”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,