What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 00:35
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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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?”
I never knew my life mattered”
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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I seen it all in my short life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Know your enemies
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Are female judges more lenient than male ones?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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If it ain't
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Mothership alien sorceress
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“…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”
I do it once, I do it twice,
No smile is genuine or real,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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'”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Three months later we run our own caper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Movin objects mentally
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll see you when I get there,
The other one don't understand me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What does life mean without death?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues