What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 23:55
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why is my older sister so mean to me as if I was her enemy?
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Mothership alien sorceress
If it ain't
If you received hand-me-downs as a child, how did they make you feel?
“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'”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Why is the word "democracy" not in the preamble of the US Constitution?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What does life mean without death?
Was Jimmy Carter a good President of the United States?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Who is the most dangerous or evilest person of all time?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Why are there so many girls and not enough boys to follow?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If my lovely sister sleeps with my boyfriend, what should I do about her?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Movin objects mentally
“…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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll see you when I get there,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I never knew my life mattered”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Know your enemies
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The other one don't understand me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Who designed our DNA structure?
No smile is genuine or real,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I seen it all in my short life
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,