What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 06:38
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
No smile is genuine or real,
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
What happens to adults with Down syndrome when their parents can't look after them any more?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'll see you when I get there,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I never knew my life mattered”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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”
“…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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I seen it all in my short life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Movin objects mentally
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Mothership alien sorceress
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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'”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gangbangers that spit slang
What does life mean without death?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Know your enemies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The other one don't understand me,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,