What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 09:12
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why is it rare for someone to despise both the Democrats and Republicans?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Does meth make women super horny like it does men?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Why are Republicans such intolerant people?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why do narcissist move on so easily?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
How do I seduce my sister? (I am an Indian) I want to have sex with her.?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If it ain't
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I never knew my life mattered”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“…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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love 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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I do it once, I do it twice,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Mothership alien sorceress
What does life mean without death?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
No smile is genuine or real,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll see you when I get there,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gangbangers that spit slang
If it ain't
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Know your enemies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?