What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 00:43
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I seen it all in my short life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm British and feel ashamed of the crimes of British colonialism. What should I do?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
How do I explain to my husband that my 19-year-old son has accidentally gotten me pregnant?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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
When sharing a wife, is it best with your buddy or a stranger?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch 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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'll see you when I get there,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The other one don't understand me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Know your enemies
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Movin objects mentally
Mothership alien sorceress
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Gangbangers that spit slang
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Three months later we run our own caper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
No smile is genuine or real,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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’,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
What does life mean without death?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“…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 never knew my life mattered”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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