What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 26.06.2025 00:17
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Why do Indian parents force their kids to do stuff?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Mothership alien sorceress
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why do women consider 80% of men as unattractive?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'll see you when I get there,
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Movin objects mentally
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
What is the story behind bhai dooj?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I seen it all in my short life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
No smile is genuine or real,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What does life mean without death?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Know your enemies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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'”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
“…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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The other one don't understand me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I never knew my life mattered”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I do it once, I do it twice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife