What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 09:50
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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“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'”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I never knew my life mattered”
Who is the oldest living child of a Hollywood star?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What sexual fantasies do you have?
If it ain't
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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No smile is genuine or real,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Movin objects mentally
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Atheists who have read the Bible and think that contains immoral things, why do you assume that?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why does Russia seem so angry over the US and UK missile strikes in Ukraine?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Soldier with the gas-mask
Is it possible to become homeless after being released from jail or prison in the United States?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Why are black people harassed more by police officers?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“…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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The other one don't understand me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I seen it all in my short life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Know your enemies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'll see you when I get there,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What does life mean without death?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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 ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Mothership alien sorceress
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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,