What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 01:05

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