What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 04:38
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
How was cancer treatment different in the US and the UK?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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”
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
What are some good inspirational movies?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
How do you weigh in on the Vance-couch conversation?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why is every human messed up in some way?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'll see you when I get there,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I never knew my life mattered”
When do you start "growing old"?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If it ain't
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
What does life mean without death?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“…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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Mothership alien sorceress
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The other one don't understand me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
No smile is genuine or real,
Movin objects mentally
“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”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Me and my peeps is all trife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gangbangers that spit slang
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I do it once, I do it twice,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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'”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Soldier with the gas-mask
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,