What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 14:48
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What is some information about unprotected sex and pregnancy?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If it ain't
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Can you share a picture of your favorite outfit and explain why you love it?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Movin objects mentally
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If freedom of speech is absolute, how come it's not applied for private spaces and for the Internet?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'll see you when I get there,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why are European countries warning European travelers to be careful traveling to the United States?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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'”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Know your enemies
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Three months later we run our own caper,
“…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”
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What does life mean without death?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The other one don't understand me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Soldier with the gas-mask
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Mothership alien sorceress
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If it ain't
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Gangbangers that spit slang
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
No smile is genuine or real,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe