What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 06:42
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Know your enemies
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Is 1500 calories enough for a 5’3 15-year-old who is non-active?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why didn't people like the Game of Thrones ending?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'll see you when I get there,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My boyfriend won’t tell me his past and it hurts me so I broke up with him what do I do?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If there was only one man remaining on the Earth, would this be regarded as extinction?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I seen it all in my short life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Why do men suck dick? Me, I can't get enough
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground 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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
How does Bollywood influence Indian culture?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If it ain't
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Mothership alien sorceress
What does life mean without death?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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 it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Movin objects mentally
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Me and my peeps is all trife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
No smile is genuine or real,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”