Yo, you don’t think you’re going under?
I got a bullet with your name, your address, and your phone number.
I got a bullet with your name, your address, and your phone number.
- Kool G. Rap, “Death Threat,” from Brand New Heavies’ Heavy Rhyme Experience, Vol. 1, 1992
When I need bread, I grab the toaster and stick niggas for they crumbs.
- Akinyele, “The Robbery Song,” Put It in Your Mouth EP, 1996
Lookin down the barrel of a gun, son of gun, son of a bitch, gettin paid, gettin rich!
- Beastie Boys, “Looking Down the Barrel of a Gun,” Paul’s Boutique, 1989
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn’t God’s child…
- Billy Danze, “4 Alarm Blaze,” from M.O.P.’s First Family 4 Life, 1998
Guns and the sneakers made Jada.
The bitches and the reefer came later with the money and the haters.
The bitches and the reefer came later with the money and the haters.
- Jadakiss, “Jada’s Got a Gun,” Kiss the Game Goodbye, 2001
I’m the ghetto Mr. Universe, call me Lou FerNEGRO,
I push a lot of iron, but I don’t do it in the gym tho.
I push a lot of iron, but I don’t do it in the gym tho.
- Lil’ Fame, “Blasphemy (Blast 4 Me)” from M.O.P.’s SPARTA, 2011
Let’s pretend we’re both guns, and make this shit erratic:
I’ll be the revolver, you can play the automatic.
Automatic flip scripts, revolver show loyalty.
Each gun is die-able, but only one’s reliable.
You shoot fast, but in the end you jam,
Then I click back, and turn your brains into spam.
I’ll be the revolver, you can play the automatic.
Automatic flip scripts, revolver show loyalty.
Each gun is die-able, but only one’s reliable.
You shoot fast, but in the end you jam,
Then I click back, and turn your brains into spam.
- MF Grimm, “Crumb Snatchers,” Scars & Memories, 2005
Don’t underestimate me when you date me,
Got my clamp off safety, that’ll make you hate me…
Got my clamp off safety, that’ll make you hate me…
- Yo-Yo, “The Bonnie and Clyde Theme,” You Better Ask Somebody, 1993
The sunset looks beautiful over the projects…
What a shame, it ain’t the same where we stand at.
If you look close, you can see the bricks chipped off.
Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off.
What a shame, it ain’t the same where we stand at.
If you look close, you can see the bricks chipped off.
Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off.
- Prodigy, “Streets Raised Me,” Murda Muzik, 1999
We got hookers with heaters that’ll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas.
- Kool G. Rap, “Fast Life,” 4,5,6, 1995
Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump
Left hand on a forty, puffin’ on a blunt
Pumped my shotgun, niggas didn’t jump…
Lala la la lala la laaaa
Left hand on a forty, puffin’ on a blunt
Pumped my shotgun, niggas didn’t jump…
Lala la la lala la laaaa
- B-Real, “Hand on the Pump,” Cypress Hill, 1991
