What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 11:42
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What’s something you’ve learned that you think everyone should know, but nobody talks about?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If it ain't
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Should Pete Rose's record as the all-time hits leader be recognized and celebrated?
If it ain't
“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 like Muhammad to Moses,
Why is blood sugar ranging from 70-180 in a day and checked through a glucometer?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Me and my peeps is all trife
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
How do I become an intelligent man?
Know your enemies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Movin objects mentally
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gangbangers that spit slang
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The other one don't understand me,
“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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'”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Mothership alien sorceress
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
No smile is genuine or real,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I seen it all in my short life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What does life mean without death?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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 never knew my life mattered”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,