What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 05:21
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
How does someone start doing urban exploration?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Know your enemies
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What do men like to be given for their birthday?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who designed our DNA structure?
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Movin objects mentally
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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'”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Soldier with the gas-mask
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I never knew my life mattered”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“…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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'll see you when I get there,
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gangbangers that spit slang
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If it ain't
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
What does life mean without death?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I seen it all in my short life
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I do it once, I do it twice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
The other one don't understand me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,