What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 06:44
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Know your enemies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I never knew my life mattered”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What does life mean without death?
“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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Movin objects mentally
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“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”
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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I'll see you when I get there,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I seen it all in my short life
Why would my nipples hurt when I touch them?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What are the signs of covert narcissistic abuse that most people miss?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“…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”
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The other one don't understand me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Mothership alien sorceress
Who designed our DNA structure?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If it ain't
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Reveal alien tribal culture,
No smile is genuine or real,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Soldier with the gas-mask
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,