What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 10:11
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“…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”
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What is your secret to glowing skin?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
How do you make a karaoke version of a song?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Do married men like sucking dick?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What is the Replika app, and how does it work?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The other one don't understand me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If it ain't
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
No smile is genuine or real,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What does life mean without death?
Know your enemies
I do it once, I do it twice,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Who designed our DNA structure?
Me and my peeps is all trife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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'”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Movin objects mentally
I seen it all in my short life
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death