What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 00:00
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Me and my peeps is all trife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
If it ain't
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I'll see you when I get there,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Movin objects mentally
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Does being poor build better character than being born rich?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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'”
No smile is genuine or real,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“…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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Know your enemies
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Mothership alien sorceress
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What does life mean without death?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If it ain't
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I seen it all in my short life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I never knew my life mattered”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Soldier with the gas-mask
The other one don't understand me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?