What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 30.06.2025 10:26
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why would the United States need a fleet of the F-47 fighter jet fielded in the 2030s?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
What does life mean without death?
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I do it once, I do it twice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
If it ain't
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Where did Noah build the Ark? Was it in a desert or near water?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Know your enemies
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I never knew my life mattered”
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I seen it all in my short life
“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'”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll see you when I get there,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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No smile is genuine or real,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Mothership alien sorceress
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“…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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Movin objects mentally
Gangbangers that spit slang
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The other one don't understand me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If it ain't
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,