What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 02:20
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Why are some people afraid of monsters?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who designed our DNA structure?
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If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
How many girls or guys keep extra pantyhose in their glove box or console of their vehicle?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
Movin objects mentally
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What trains transport cars and passengers near Pompano Beach, Florida that goes to New York?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
How safe is it to travel to Kashmir in 2024?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Why is Reddit blocked by the Indonesian government?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Know your enemies
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I seen it all in my short life
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“…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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Mothership alien sorceress
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What does life mean without death?
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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'”
The other one don't understand me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll see you when I get there,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Three months later we run our own caper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do it once, I do it twice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
No smile is genuine or real,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,