What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 13:16
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
What are some prime examples of gibberish from the bible?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What are some signs he is deeply in love with you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Know your enemies
“…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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Why does an older married man turn bisexual?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What happens when you have paranoid schizophrenia?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I seen it all in my short life
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If white people had been slaves, would WLM be a thing right now?
If it ain't
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
What is the worst name in Tolkien’s legendarium (meaning and look)?
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'm British and feel ashamed of the crimes of British colonialism. What should I do?
Gangbangers that spit slang
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Can you DM your uncle’s wife for a video?
Movin objects mentally
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If it ain't
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
How do I convince flat earthers that the earth is round?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Are there many people here who suffer from schizophrenia?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I never knew my life mattered”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What does life mean without death?
I do it once, I do it twice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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'”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Who designed our DNA structure?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The other one don't understand me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Three months later we run our own caper,