What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
16.06.2025 00:58
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
What kind of person does a narcissist hate?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
How is a narcissist likely to handle situations when confronted with hard truths about themselves?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Are narcissists happy people generally?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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'”
What are the psychological reasons behind an extreme obsession with another human being?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Would you raise your children like your parents raised you?
Me and my peeps is all trife
The other one don't understand me,
If it ain't
Is Tinder the best dating app?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Know your enemies
Are there any queer Space Marine Legion in Warhammer 30k or 40k?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why did Kakashi use Chidori against Rin, despite knowing about her feelings for Obito?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
What does life mean without death?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Mothership alien sorceress
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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I never knew my life mattered”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Movin objects mentally
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Soldier with the gas-mask
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
No smile is genuine or real,
I'll see you when I get there,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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 seen it all in my short life
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“…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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Reveal alien tribal culture,