What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 03:22
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What are your thoughts on RM's new album "Right Place, Wrong Person"?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Why do most people care so much about what others think? Are they afraid of society norms?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I seen it all in my short life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What are the most significant instances of romantic jealousy in the Harry Potter series?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“…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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
No smile is genuine or real,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
What can help me fall asleep at night?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Movin objects mentally
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
At what stage in your life did you realize, "No, I can't do this any more" and walk out? Why?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why are Korean female leads so angry all the time?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why am I attracted to older men?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
When do you start "growing old"?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
Do you have any problem dating a younger man?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Mothership alien sorceress
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Know your enemies
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
What does life mean without death?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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'”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The other one don't understand me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll see you when I get there,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,