What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 11:05
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who designed our DNA structure?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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“…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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Me and my peeps is all trife
My boyfriend won’t tell me his past and it hurts me so I broke up with him what do I do?
I never knew my life mattered”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What's the hardest part about marriage that no one ever talks about?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Is Tinder the best dating app?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
No smile is genuine or real,
What does life mean without death?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
If it ain't
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Know your enemies
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The other one don't understand me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Mothership alien sorceress
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Movin objects mentally
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll see you when I get there,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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'”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife