What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 06:00
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Who is the beast of Revelation 13?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Is 1500 calories enough for a 5’3 15-year-old who is non-active?
What does life mean without death?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why are Trump's and Khan's experiences with authorities in the US and Pakistan similar?
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Why do people stay in cults after they have joined?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Mothership alien sorceress
The other one don't understand me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I seen it all in my short life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“…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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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'”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll see you when I get there,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I never knew my life mattered”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
If it ain't
Know your enemies
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats