What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 05:04
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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'll see you when I get there,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gangbangers that spit slang
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Three months later we run our own caper,
Soldier with the gas-mask
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
What's the hardest part about marriage that no one ever talks about?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I seen it all in my short life
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
How do I get my body in shape?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why do men love to stink/being smelly?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Mothership alien sorceress
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What is the correct way to say "my pleasure" in French in the context of having given a gift?
If it ain't
Reveal alien tribal culture,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
No smile is genuine or real,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust 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 like Muhammad to Moses,
The other one don't understand me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“…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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Movin objects mentally
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Know your enemies
Who designed our DNA structure?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What does life mean without death?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,