What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 04:43
I never knew my life mattered”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I seen it all in my short life
Why would my husband cheat on me with an ugly fat woman?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Know your enemies
Do you regret being married to your current wife?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
No smile is genuine or real,
Which document should be pointed out to a holocaust denier?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who designed our DNA structure?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What are some sad truths about life?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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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,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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“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”
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Mothership alien sorceress
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Soldier with the gas-mask
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I do it once, I do it twice,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Movin objects mentally
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The other one don't understand me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“…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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of 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'”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What does life mean without death?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'll see you when I get there,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Three months later we run our own caper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,