What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 04:13
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I never knew my life mattered”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“…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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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If it ain't
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
How would you spank me if I had been sent home from a school camp because of my poor behavior?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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Movin objects mentally
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Why did Trump call Biden and Schumer Palestinians?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Who designed our DNA structure?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What are some cool examples of two kinds of people?
Know your enemies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What does life mean without death?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Mothership alien sorceress
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'll see you when I get there,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gangbangers that spit slang
No smile is genuine or real,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If it ain't
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The other one don't understand me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I seen it all in my short life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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'”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”