What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 02:51
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
No smile is genuine or real,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do it once, I do it twice,
If it ain't
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why did my bipolar girlfriend split up with me?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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What does life mean without death?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
How does it feel to watch your wife get fucked hard?
Know your enemies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
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“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If it ain't
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I seen it all in my short life
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Movin objects mentally
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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'”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I'll see you when I get there,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Mothership alien sorceress
“…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”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Soldier with the gas-mask
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The other one don't understand me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Three months later we run our own caper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I never knew my life mattered”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Who designed our DNA structure?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,