What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 08:19
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Soldier with the gas-mask
I never knew my life mattered”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Do liberals realise that God, who is much more powerful than them, is on the side of Trump?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Gangbangers that spit slang
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Why do you think Islam oppresses women when Christianity clearly does it more?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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 Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The other one don't understand me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'll see you when I get there,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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'”
Movin objects mentally
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“…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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What does life mean without death?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Know your enemies
Mothership alien sorceress
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,