What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 01:22
Three months later we run our own caper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Rob Thomson ejected, Luzardo roughed up against Brewers - Phillies Nation
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
What are your funniest "lost in translation" moments if you grew up speaking more than one language?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Movin objects mentally
“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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Why did the Soviet Jews hate the Soviet Union?
Soldier with the gas-mask
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What is your language's pangram?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Why do older siblings always hate younger siblings?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Upcoming temporary full closure of South Academy Boulevard for widening project - KKTV
I do it once, I do it twice,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
George E. Smith, Nobel laureate who envisioned digital imagery, dies at 95 - The Washington Post
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Colorado has now recorded 10 measles cases this year as airport outbreak grows - GazetteXtra
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
CVS closing 271 stores, including 3 locations in Upstate NY - Syracuse.com
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
How do police officers feel about the fear they instill into criminals?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Know your enemies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gangbangers that spit slang
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I never knew my life mattered”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I seen it all in my short life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll see you when I get there,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The other one don't understand me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What does life mean without death?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“…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”