What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 09:55
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
How can I get over a break up?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I never knew my life mattered”
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I seen it all in my short life
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
How do I get a white man for a serious relationship?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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If it ain't
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why would my ex block me after I blocked him?
Who designed our DNA structure?
The other one don't understand me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Soldier with the gas-mask
“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 you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll see you when I get there,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“…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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Mothership alien sorceress
Movin objects mentally
What does life mean without death?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
No smile is genuine or real,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I do it once, I do it twice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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'”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Three months later we run our own caper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Know your enemies
If it ain't
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,