What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 12:59
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
Is a man over 50 not married no kids a red flag?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
What does life mean without death?
The other one don't understand me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why is it rare for someone to despise both the Democrats and Republicans?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I never knew my life mattered”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why am I attracted to older men?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
How do police officers feel about the fear they instill into criminals?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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Movin objects mentally
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Do women like men who have slept with many women?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Know your enemies
“…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”
Why do men think all women are the same?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What made you recently say to yourself, “Wait. Really?”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If it ain't
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who designed our DNA structure?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'll see you when I get there,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
“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'”
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,