What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 12:15
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Can one still satisfy the desires of Black women with a more discreet endowment?"?
Me and my peeps is all trife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Why is social media so anti-fee speech, and have they become total BS?
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,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Movin objects mentally
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Do you want to have an XXX chat?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why do I sweat (mostly on face) when I eat usually spicy food?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
Mothership alien sorceress
What do dreams about dead people mean?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Why is the world male-dominated?
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
How far back into your childhood can your remember and what is your favorite memory of that time?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I seen it all in my short life
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I do it once, I do it twice,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
No smile is genuine or real,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“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 wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'll see you when I get there,
“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Reveal alien tribal culture,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
What does life mean without death?
Three months later we run our own caper,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Know your enemies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The other one don't understand me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gangbangers that spit slang
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Until we realized how to get the real money;