What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 17:44

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