What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 02:56
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
In what ways does Islam oppress women?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
No smile is genuine or real,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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The other one don't understand me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
What do you do when you are struggling to fall asleep?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why is Nickelback known to be a bad band?
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,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Are there any more 'nun' jokes?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If it ain't
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“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“…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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I do it once, I do it twice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Movin objects mentally
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Three months later we run our own caper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What does life mean without death?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'll see you when I get there,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Gangbangers that spit slang
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I seen it all in my short life
Who designed our DNA structure?
Know your enemies
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death