What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 07:17
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Is it ok to be spanked by your parents if you are not in bed in your set bedtime?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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'”
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I never knew my life mattered”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Can you tell me something about yourself?
I do it once, I do it twice,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Movin objects mentally
How do I get over a long-term relationship breakup?
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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I seen it all in my short life
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll see you when I get there,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Why is money considered to be the root of all evil?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“…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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Know your enemies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
No smile is genuine or real,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Mothership alien sorceress
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The other one don't understand me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,