What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 00:03
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
What are some sad truths about life?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The #1 Snack for Better Gut Health, Recommended by a Gastroenterologist - AOL.com
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
What are some cool confidence hacks?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
New Study Finds No Evidence of Tension in Hubble Constant - Sci.News
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What are your darkest taboo confessions?
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Do very hot men ever feel attracted to an ugly woman? Why?
What does life mean without death?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why can’t conservatives accept the fact that they are stupid?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Mothership alien sorceress
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Win a signed pink cycling jersey of Giro winner Simon Yates - Team Visma
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Tender Moment Nurse Mare Adopts Orphaned Foal As Her Own Has Us in Tears - Yahoo
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I never knew my life mattered”
“…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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'll see you when I get there,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If it ain't
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Who designed our DNA structure?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Three months later we run our own caper,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Movin objects mentally
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The other one don't understand me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Know your enemies
Until we realized how to get the real money;
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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'”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I seen it all in my short life