What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 04:58
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Know your enemies
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If it ain't
Is it okay for my husband to help other ladies without telling me?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
What is a real life example of the Streisand Effect?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“…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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
What are some common historical misconceptions?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
No smile is genuine or real,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Have you ever dealt with a Christian narcissist?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Which unexpected celebrity has done a bold or revealing photoshoot?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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”
What does life mean without death?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The other one don't understand me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll see you when I get there,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Movin objects mentally
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Mothership alien sorceress
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I never knew my life mattered”
“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'”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,