What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 09:30
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The other one don't understand me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I never knew my life mattered”
Who is someone that inspires you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why do I want to suck cock tonight?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
No smile is genuine or real,
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Movin objects mentally
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
How come Taiwan is LGBT friendly, yet Japan and South Korea are not?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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”
Have you ever accidentally found out that you were about to be fired?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Does centrifugal force teach us about gravity?
Mothership alien sorceress
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why does the God of the Bible condemn homosexual acts?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'll see you when I get there,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What does life mean without death?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Gangbangers that spit slang
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Know your enemies
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“…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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Soldier with the gas-mask
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I seen it all in my short life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Me and my peeps is all trife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death