What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 01:33
If it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
At what stage in your life did you realize, "No, I can't do this any more" and walk out? Why?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll see you when I get there,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Can you share any "backstage pass" experiences you have had at concerts?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
According to Trump, Ukraine started the war. Why?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Is homosexuality an excommunicable offense in Christianity?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Me and my peeps is all trife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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”
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Soldier with the gas-mask
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Is the Donald Trump Bible any different from a regular Bible? Has Trump altered its contents?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What are the most shocking facts about the Bollywood industry?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What can you do if you are a full-grown adult, but never experienced being a child?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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'”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
What does life mean without death?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Movin objects mentally
Mothership alien sorceress
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
No smile is genuine or real,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The other one don't understand me,
I never knew my life mattered”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“…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?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I seen it all in my short life
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Know your enemies
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Who designed our DNA structure?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,