What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 15:58
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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The other one don't understand me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why are black women the largest unmarried group in the United States of America?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I never knew my life mattered”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm straight, so why do I love watching guys cum?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
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I seen it all in my short life
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
How do you get started in bestiality with a dog as a male?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I do it once, I do it twice,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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'”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Soldier with the gas-mask
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Movin objects mentally
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who designed our DNA structure?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What does life mean without death?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“…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”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Mothership alien sorceress
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
No smile is genuine or real,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll see you when I get there,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,