What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 10:36
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Which race of women are the hottest?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why don't we use the fastest possible processors in all devices?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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Movin objects mentally
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Why do women consider 80% of men as unattractive?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Is it okay for a wife who comes home from a date to tell her husband what she did?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Three months later we run our own caper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Soldier with the gas-mask
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What does life mean without death?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“…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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Mothership alien sorceress
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Know your enemies
No smile is genuine or real,
I'll see you when I get there,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I seen it all in my short life
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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'”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The other one don't understand me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,