What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 11:10
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“…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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
How would you spank me if I had been sent home from a school camp because of my poor behavior?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Movin objects mentally
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
How do Flat Earthers explain time zones?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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,
Does pressing a girls boobs hurt?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
How would you feel if your girlfriend had dick pics on her phone?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The other one don't understand me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I do it once, I do it twice,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If it ain't
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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If it ain't
Mothership alien sorceress
Who designed our DNA structure?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Gangbangers that spit slang
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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'”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Know your enemies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Me and my peeps is all trife
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Three months later we run our own caper,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'll see you when I get there,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,