What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 15:52
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What are some tips for balancing chores, work, and family life as an adult with children?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What is the difference between the terms "Millennials" and "kids"?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Mothership alien sorceress
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Can you tell me something about yourself?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Can you show pictures of your penis, big or small?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
How does Arab culture and values differ from western culture and values?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I seen it all in my short life
Has the current political environment caused Canadians to cancel trips to the United States?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
As a woman, what would be you response to a male friend’s offer of a full body massage?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Soldier with the gas-mask
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I never knew my life mattered”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Know your enemies
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
No smile is genuine or real,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'll see you when I get there,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I do it once, I do it twice,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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'”
Three months later we run our own caper,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What does life mean without death?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,