What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 07:32
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Why hasn't Japan legalized same-sex marriage?
I never knew my life mattered”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I seen it all in my short life
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why do I keep waking up at 4 AM?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
How do I find a transgender girlfriend?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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“…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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
How did you know you weren't the narc?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Are you afraid to get married and why?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What is the most craziest dream you ever had?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
How is bestiality wrong, but killing animals for sport or trophies is considered okay?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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No smile is genuine or real,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Movin objects mentally
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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 I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do it once, I do it twice,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Three months later we run our own caper,
The other one don't understand me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
What does life mean without death?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gangbangers that spit slang
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Know your enemies
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I'll see you when I get there,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,