What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 04:38
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I seen it all in my short life
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Consequatur explicabo natus minima expedita.
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I'll see you when I get there,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Veritatis voluptatem autem enim similique quo quasi magnam tempora.
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
What does life mean without death?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Movin objects mentally
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If it ain't
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Know your enemies
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I never knew my life mattered”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The other one don't understand me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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'”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“…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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,