What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 00:26

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