What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 00:09
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What is the difference in doing a hot rail and just smoking a bowl?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I never knew my life mattered”
Know your enemies
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What was the worst decision you ever did?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Is a housing crisis looming in China?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'll see you when I get there,
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Can people who have never met you tell if you are a covert narcissist?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
No smile is genuine or real,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
I do it once, I do it twice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
What does life mean without death?
Mothership alien sorceress
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“…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”
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Me and my peeps is all trife
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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 for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,