What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 01:27
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
10 Habits that are Aging Your Gut, According to Experts - EatingWell
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I do it once, I do it twice,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What are some good Caribbean islands to travel to with friends or family? Why?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Stocks to Watch Tuesday: Meta, Constellation Energy, Dollar General, Vistra - WSJ
“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'”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What is a common thought that keeps people up at night? Why do some people experience this?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Wing and Walmart are bringing drone delivery to 100 new stores - The Verge
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Physicists create 'the world's smallest violin' using nanotechnology - Phys.org
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Have you ever forcibly sucked someone’s dick?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Soldier with the gas-mask
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Do you like wearing short skirts?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Are there girls here who like group sex?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
New Study Finds No Evidence of Tension in Hubble Constant - Sci.News
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Superbugs thrive as access to antibiotics fails in India - BBC
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I seen it all in my short life
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
No smile is genuine or real,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“…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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
What does life mean without death?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Movin objects mentally
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
Three months later we run our own caper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If it ain't
Know your enemies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'll see you when I get there,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The other one don't understand me,
Mothership alien sorceress
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',