What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:27
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I never knew my life mattered”
My son is possessed, now he has psychosis. Can someone help me?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If it ain't
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If it ain't
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Neurosteroids identified as potential therapy for treatment-resistant depression - Medical Xpress
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The other one don't understand me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Becky Lynch wins the Intercontinental title at Money in the Bank - Cageside Seats
Movin objects mentally
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“…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”
How do you handle family members who ask for handouts?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why do I smell bad even though I have good hygiene?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Michael Altenhofen Is NASA Deputy Chief of Staff - NASA Watch
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Laser weapons and ecstasy
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll see you when I get there,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Mothership alien sorceress
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I seen it all in my short life
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Me and my peeps is all trife
Soldier with the gas-mask
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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'”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Know your enemies
“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 family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What does life mean without death?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,