What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:15
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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'”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
What makes someone feel "rich enough" in different societies?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“…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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
How do teachers justify punishing a student for fighting back against their bullies?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
What does life mean without death?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What are the psychological reasons behind an extreme obsession with another human being?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
“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”
If it ain't
No smile is genuine or real,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do it once, I do it twice,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Know your enemies
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Mothership alien sorceress
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll see you when I get there,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The other one don't understand me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Movin objects mentally
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger