What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 29.06.2025 06:57
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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If it ain't
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Movin objects mentally
Why do women have sex with dogs?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
No smile is genuine or real,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Three months later we run our own caper,
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Est sit omnis doloribus placeat rem necessitatibus.
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
What does life mean without death?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I never knew my life mattered”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do it once, I do it twice,
The other one don't understand me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Know your enemies
I'll see you when I get there,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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'”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I seen it all in my short life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“…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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gangbangers that spit slang
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,