What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 20:24
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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'”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why, after a divorce, would one still want to ruin the other one’s life?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why do some men like older women?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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Mothership alien sorceress
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If gays can get married, why can't I marry my dog or a cheeseburger?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
How does it feel to be in a marriage without any love?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If it ain't
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
No smile is genuine or real,
What does life mean without death?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Movin objects mentally
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“…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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Three months later we run our own caper,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Me and my peeps is all trife
I never knew my life mattered”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I seen it all in my short life
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The other one don't understand me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,