What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 03:03
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Did you know that we white women prefer Black boyfriends?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Why are the democrats keep insisting that there are more than two genders?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Has anyone ever worn leather pants? Are they comfortable?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Has anyone shared his wife with a friend? How was it?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Movin objects mentally
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Me and my peeps is all trife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What does life mean without death?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Mothership alien sorceress
I never knew my life mattered”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Who designed our DNA structure?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
No smile is genuine or real,
The other one don't understand me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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'”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I seen it all in my short life
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Three months later we run our own caper,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“…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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Know your enemies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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