What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 00:58
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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“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'”
What does life mean without death?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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No smile is genuine or real,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What is a challenge you never want to face?
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'll see you when I get there,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Mothership alien sorceress
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I seen it all in my short life
“…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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Who designed our DNA structure?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I never knew my life mattered”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Movin objects mentally
Soldier with the gas-mask
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Three months later we run our own caper,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“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”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,