What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 02:58
If it ain't
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Are rich people harder workers than poor people as a whole?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
No smile is genuine or real,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What does life mean without death?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Are there any penalties for bestiality in the USA and laws prohibiting it?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The other one don't understand me,
If it ain't
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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'”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Know your enemies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I seen it all in my short life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Movin objects mentally
Who designed our DNA structure?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'll see you when I get there,
Gangbangers that spit slang
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I never knew my life mattered”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“…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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”