What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 07:05
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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Movin objects mentally
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
What do all Indian parents have in common?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
When did Elon Musk fall from grace?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Does the West have a defense against China's PL17 air-air missile?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
No smile is genuine or real,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do it once, I do it twice,
Mothership alien sorceress
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“…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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Gangbangers that spit slang
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Know your enemies
Why do narcissists keep calling on the phone after years of separation?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The other one don't understand me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Why do we exist, and why are we conscious?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I never knew my life mattered”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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 seen it all in my short life
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“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'”
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'll see you when I get there,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Who designed our DNA structure?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If it ain't
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
What does life mean without death?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”