What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 08:54
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The other one don't understand me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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Gangbangers that spit slang
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Movin objects mentally
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Why hasn't Japan legalized same-sex marriage?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What are LGBT+ people tired of hearing?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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If it ain't
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Know your enemies
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I seen it all in my short life
“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'”
Mothership alien sorceress
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
No smile is genuine or real,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“…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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll see you when I get there,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What does life mean without death?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”