What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 00:33
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Know your enemies
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why is my ex trying to provoke an argument with me?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
How does mouth taping affect dreams?
What does life mean without death?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Movin objects mentally
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
What was the worst decision you ever did?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Three months later we run our own caper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I never knew my life mattered”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
No smile is genuine or real,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gangbangers that spit slang
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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'”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Mothership alien sorceress
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do it once, I do it twice,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'll see you when I get there,
I seen it all in my short life
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“…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 Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Reveal alien tribal culture,