What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 12:01
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I never knew my life mattered”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Why are Americans obese? Is it the food or is it the psychology?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Can I study a master’s in travel and tourism in Sweden within a budget of 5 lakhs INR?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
How would you spank me if I had been sent home from a school camp because of my poor behavior?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
How do you know when your skirt is too short?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Movin objects mentally
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What is truer than that which is true?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
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I'll see you when I get there,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If it ain't
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“…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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I do it once, I do it twice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Mothership alien sorceress
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Know your enemies
“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The other one don't understand me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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'”
I seen it all in my short life
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Me and my peeps is all trife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
No smile is genuine or real,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,