What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 00:58
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'll see you when I get there,
What does success really mean to you? Is it about happiness, money, or something else?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Can you make a fake K-pop group? It can be with any idols.
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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'”
If you could go back and rewrite the Legend of Korra, what would you change, and why?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“…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”
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
What is the gayest experience you have seen in prison?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Who is the greatest light welterweight boxer of all time?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
Why are men so attracted to big breasts?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The other one don't understand me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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 seen it all in my short life
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Me and my peeps is all trife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Know your enemies
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Movin objects mentally
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I never knew my life mattered”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What does life mean without death?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do it once, I do it twice,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose