What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 07:51
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What are mean nicknames to call my sister? She is always so mean to me.
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Do crossdressers like wearing pantyliners and tampons in their butts?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Can a twin flame runner be happy in a karmic relationship?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I seen it all in my short life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
No smile is genuine or real,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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”
“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'”
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If it ain't
Three months later we run our own caper,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'll see you when I get there,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Know your enemies
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Mothership alien sorceress
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The other one don't understand me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I never knew my life mattered”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What does life mean without death?
Movin objects mentally
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,