What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 01:01
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Doesn't Musk hire Security for his Tesla dealerships?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gangbangers that spit slang
How can we become the best humans? How can we trust each other?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What does life mean without death?
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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“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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Why do people who were very kind and loving once become cold-hearted?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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'”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“…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”
The other one don't understand me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I seen it all in my short life
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
No smile is genuine or real,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Mothership alien sorceress
Movin objects mentally
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Know your enemies
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Me and my peeps is all trife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll see you when I get there,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do it once, I do it twice,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I never knew my life mattered”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life