What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 05:05
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What would have happened if Shin was a good movie instead of a bad one?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What kind of person makes you think "how come there are people like that"?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
What does life mean without death?
How is TikTok able to censor porn?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Why do Christians think voting for Trump is any better than voting for Kamala Harris?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why is there so much hate against black people?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I never knew my life mattered”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“…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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Three months later we run our own caper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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'”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
No smile is genuine or real,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Movin objects mentally
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Know your enemies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If it ain't
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I seen it all in my short life