What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
07.06.2025 18:47
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The other one don't understand me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
This Week In Space podcast: Episode 163 — The Trials of Starship - Space
If it ain't
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What are mean nicknames to call my sister? She is always so mean to me.
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
No smile is genuine or real,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What is your secret to glowing skin?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“…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,
Is it okay or problematic to be both Black and gay in society in the 21st century?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Do women like watching men sucking men?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Why does Islam give a bad vibe?
I seen it all in my short life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
In what ways does Islam oppress women?
Gangbangers that spit slang
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I never knew my life mattered”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
What does life mean without death?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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'”
Mothership alien sorceress
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'll see you when I get there,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Know your enemies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Until we realized how to get the real money;