What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 17:32
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Until we realized how to get the real money;
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Three months later we run our own caper,
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The other one don't understand me,
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I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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If it ain't
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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
Is a computer science degree worth it in 2024?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Why do only ugly women like me on Tinder? Is it because I'm an ugly man?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who designed our DNA structure?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If it ain't
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll see you when I get there,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Mothership alien sorceress
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I never knew my life mattered”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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'”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
No smile is genuine or real,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Movin objects mentally
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
What does life mean without death?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Know your enemies
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“…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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,