What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 12:11
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“…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”
What was your most embarrassing and humiliating bare bottom spanking?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Can a cop pull you over walking home asking why you are out so late?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Mothership alien sorceress
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why do older men like to get anal sex?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
How did Nickelback gain a large fan base despite criticism of their music?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why do I feel so tired all the time even after a good night’s sleep?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What are some questions obviously just asked for sexual gratification?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I seen it all in my short life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
When was the first time your wife had beastiality?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
What is the most heartbreaking or sad love story that you ever had (experienced)?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Movin objects mentally
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The other one don't understand me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Soldier with the gas-mask
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What does life mean without death?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Know your enemies
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
No smile is genuine or real,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'll see you when I get there,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Three months later we run our own caper,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I never knew my life mattered”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,