What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 05:10

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