What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 07:41
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
What does life mean without death?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
How do women feel when they are in love?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
I never knew my life mattered”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Know your enemies
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
How do you emotionally react to when others seem to feel sorry for you?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I seen it all in my short life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Soldier with the gas-mask
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'll see you when I get there,
Movin objects mentally
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Just sitting at home with this huge cock. Who can take care of it for me?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
No smile is genuine or real,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The other one don't understand me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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 career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Mothership alien sorceress
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If it ain't
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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'”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Laser weapons and ecstasy
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“…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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,