What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 15:03
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What do you say after "Hi" when chatting?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Reveal alien tribal culture,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why do I sweat between my legs all the time, top off my legs, all way down?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why is my hair dry but greasy at the same time and falling out? What can I do about it?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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Movin objects mentally
The other one don't understand me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Do Flat Earthers exist today? If so, where do they live?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
No smile is genuine or real,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“…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,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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'”
If it ain't
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'll see you when I get there,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Know your enemies
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I seen it all in my short life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I never knew my life mattered”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What does life mean without death?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Me and my peeps is all trife
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you