What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 02:16
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I never knew my life mattered”
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
In what ways is Bollywood becoming westernized?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
How did it feel when experiencing gay sex for the first?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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'”
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“…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 seen it all in my short life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'll see you when I get there,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
—— indirects on kuorans, irl and idols
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Movin objects mentally
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
No smile is genuine or real,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If it ain't
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do it once, I do it twice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What does life mean without death?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Know your enemies
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The other one don't understand me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,