What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 02:00
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
No smile is genuine or real,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Gangbangers that spit slang
What should I do if I love a girl and she apparently doesn't love me?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll see you when I get there,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why is blood sugar ranging from 70-180 in a day and checked through a glucometer?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What are some common examples of human hypocrisy?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Know your enemies
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Can you tell me something about yourself?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I do it once, I do it twice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If it ain't
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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'”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The other one don't understand me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I never knew my life mattered”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Movin objects mentally
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
What does life mean without death?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Mothership alien sorceress
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,