What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:29
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Mothership alien sorceress
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Is there a correlation between being a medium and mental health?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I seen it all in my short life
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Why cant a narcissist admit when they are wrong?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The other one don't understand me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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
How does a man look at you when he is in love?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Soldier with the gas-mask
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
How do I convince my husband that a threesome is okay?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Who designed our DNA structure?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
No smile is genuine or real,
I never knew my life mattered”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“…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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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'”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'll see you when I get there,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
What does life mean without death?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If it ain't
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
Know your enemies
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Gangbangers that spit slang
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I do it once, I do it twice,