What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 02:41
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Three months later we run our own caper,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
—— indirects on kuorans, irl and idols
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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'”
Who designed our DNA structure?
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I'll see you when I get there,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Gangbangers that spit slang
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm pretty sure that my dog is transgender, how would I go about transitioning it?
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What habits do happy couples have?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
“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”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
How long would you let a homeless friend stay at your house?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My son is possessed, now he has psychosis. Can someone help me?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why do women have sex with dogs?
Soldier with the gas-mask
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Movin objects mentally
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The other one don't understand me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I seen it all in my short life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
No smile is genuine or real,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Mothership alien sorceress
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If it ain't
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Know your enemies
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What does life mean without death?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like