What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 03:49
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Know your enemies
Why do some people dislike Gilmore girls?
Mothership alien sorceress
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The other one don't understand me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I never knew my life mattered”
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
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I seen it all in my short life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll see you when I get there,
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gangbangers that spit slang
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why do men prefer low-maintanence women?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you date/marry a guy younger than you? If no, why not?
What does life mean without death?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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”
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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 sister's cute but she got no gear,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Movin objects mentally
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Three months later we run our own caper,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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'”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,