What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:51
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Have you experimented with bestiality?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Me and my peeps is all trife
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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The other one don't understand me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Soldier with the gas-mask
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“…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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Can you show pictures of your penis, big or small?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I seen it all in my short life
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Can you name a female actress who has had bad timing or luck in her film career?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What was Easter day like for you as a child?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Mothership alien sorceress
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Three months later we run our own caper,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Movin objects mentally
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do it once, I do it twice,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'll see you when I get there,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love 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 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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What does life mean without death?
No smile is genuine or real,
I never knew my life mattered”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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'”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”