What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:26
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Super-magnetic dead star throws a violent temper tantrum as NASA X-ray spacecraft looks on - Space
The other one don't understand me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why are FtM trans just another type of woman?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Should we consider deporting democrats to Canada?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What do bad boys know that nice guys don't?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
UK has fingers in its ears over Trump’s defense threat - politico.eu
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
What isइस संसार में पहले भागवान आया की इंसान?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I never knew my life mattered”
What are some dirty secrets of Indian (Bollywood, etc.) actors and actresses?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What's your take on Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind? How has it affected you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why do narcissists want to hurt your feelings, even after they discard you?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do it once, I do it twice,
“…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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Mothership alien sorceress
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
No smile is genuine or real,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Gangbangers that spit slang
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Movin objects mentally
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Know your enemies
“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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll see you when I get there,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What does life mean without death?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I seen it all in my short life