What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 05:12
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What has been your best sexual experience?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you join a gym or workout at home and why?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Me and my peeps is all trife
Who designed our DNA structure?
What are some tips for braiding a woman's hair on a date?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
Why after 50 years of being straight do I constantly desire to suck cock?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
No smile is genuine or real,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Why does my girlfriend keep asking me if I love her?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
What does life mean without death?
What's at the center of Mars? Maybe the stench of rotten eggs - Space
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Mothership alien sorceress
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I never knew my life mattered”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I do it once, I do it twice,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'll see you when I get there,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The other one don't understand me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Soldier with the gas-mask
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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'”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Movin objects mentally
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Know your enemies
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“…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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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 seen it all in my short life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,