What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 07:56
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Know your enemies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why is it rare for someone to despise both the Democrats and Republicans?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Can you describe what it's like to live in a town known for Harley Davidson motorcycles?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
If it ain't
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Movin objects mentally
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
How do you feel about the impending end of what Donald Trump calls "the Green New scam"?
“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
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
No smile is genuine or real,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Mothership alien sorceress
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What does life mean without death?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I never knew my life mattered”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“…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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll see you when I get there,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I seen it all in my short life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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”