What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 00:01
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The other one don't understand me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who has experienced what they called a happy accident (bestiality)?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Mothership alien sorceress
How do you know if your husband loves you truly and deeply?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What is the best way to get over your ex?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What are some things that normal people do that religious people call sins?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Three months later we run our own caper,
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Should women be allowed in “combat roles” within the military?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why is the world male-dominated?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
Is love natural, or is it somehow created?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Do you think cheating is that bad?
Me and my peeps is all trife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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'”
If it ain't
What is unattractive about a nice guy? Why do some women don’t choose nice guys?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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 access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Movin objects mentally
Know your enemies
No smile is genuine or real,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Until we realized how to get the real money;
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What does life mean without death?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“…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 do it once, I do it twice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I never knew my life mattered”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Gangbangers that spit slang