What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 08:47

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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I seen it all in my short life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What is one small habit that has transformed your life in unexpected ways?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It has been said that people with ADHD can often hyperfocus. Can that be an advantage?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Why is every human messed up in some way?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Do you like wearing short skirts?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Has anyone ever really waited that long and gotten a paper check mailed 20 days ago?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Why do men suck dick? Me, I can't get enough
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Movin objects mentally
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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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?”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gangbangers that spit slang
If it ain't
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The other one don't understand me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Mothership alien sorceress
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Know your enemies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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'”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll see you when I get there,
What does life mean without death?