What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 30.06.2025 00:30
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
How do Flat Earthers explain time zones?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
If it ain't
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Me and my peeps is all trife
What happens psychologically to a man the first time he gets penetrated anally?
What does life mean without death?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Three months later we run our own caper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Know your enemies
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Mothership alien sorceress
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The other one don't understand me,
If it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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'”
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'll see you when I get there,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Movin objects mentally
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I never knew my life mattered”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
No smile is genuine or real,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,