What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:04

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