What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 15:22
Movin objects mentally
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
What does life mean without death?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What happens to adults with Down syndrome when their parents can't look after them any more?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Who designed our DNA structure?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
No smile is genuine or real,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“…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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Three months later we run our own caper,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll see you when I get there,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The other one don't understand me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I never knew my life mattered”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Mothership alien sorceress
I seen it all in my short life
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,