What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 06:58
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I do it once, I do it twice,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
How do people break a narcissist man's ego?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I seen it all in my short life
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
How did my ex move on very fast?
Mothership alien sorceress
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What is some information about unprotected sex and pregnancy?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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Movin objects mentally
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Why did lobsters evolve bright colors if they are neither poisonous nor venomous?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“…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 never knew my life mattered”
President Trump kicked Zelensky out of the White House. Is it over for a deal?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Broadcom’s AI Bonanza Has Limits - WSJ
What does life mean without death?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Me and my peeps is all trife
United Switches Off Starlink Internet on Regional Jets After Static Problem - WSJ
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What are the best self-care practices to improve mental health?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
No smile is genuine or real,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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'”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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”
If it ain't
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The other one don't understand me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Laser weapons and ecstasy
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Know your enemies
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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'll see you when I get there,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues