What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 02:09
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why has my ex moved on so fast after years of being together with me?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
How do I become mentally strong?
I do it once, I do it twice,
The other one don't understand me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Do you wear tights for warmth or to make your legs look better?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why do people love to live alone in a house?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll see you when I get there,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If people in the UK hate Trump so much, why does he own golf courses there?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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 seen it all in my short life
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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If it ain't
No smile is genuine or real,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I never knew my life mattered”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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'”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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“…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,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Know your enemies
Soldier with the gas-mask
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Mothership alien sorceress
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What does life mean without death?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?