What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:08
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If gays can get married, why can't I marry my dog or a cheeseburger?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Why do people always talk about Ohio as it's a dangerous city?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Gangbangers that spit slang
Can a mother forget her child after she puts him or her up for adoption?
“…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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What should I do if I love a girl and she apparently doesn't love me?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why do I want to give up on men?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
How conservative the Japanese people really is? And the government?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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'”
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Who designed our DNA structure?
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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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I never knew my life mattered”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Movin objects mentally
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The other one don't understand me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
No smile is genuine or real,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If it ain't
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I do it once, I do it twice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I seen it all in my short life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Know your enemies
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll see you when I get there,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Me and my peeps is all trife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?