What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 02:01
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll see you when I get there,
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What does life mean without death?
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Can ringing in the ears be a sign of spiritual awakening?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why did Britain steal Gibraltar from Spain?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Have you ever had sex with your female cousin? How did it start?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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“…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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
If it ain't
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I seen it all in my short life
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Which bands became massively popular for covering songs rather than recording originals?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What topics are okay with you in comics and what topics should be totally off the table?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Gangbangers that spit slang
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Know your enemies
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
No smile is genuine or real,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The other one don't understand me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Movin objects mentally
Mothership alien sorceress
“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'”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I never knew my life mattered”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife