What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 00:09
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I seen it all in my short life
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What is the most inappropriate experience you have had with a friend's daughter?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'll see you when I get there,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
In the TV show Supernatural, why is God portrayed as cruel?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What do you wear when you are alone at home?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If it ain't
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Soldier with the gas-mask
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why did my ex-narcissist move so fast with his new supply marriage engagement moving in, etc.?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Who designed our DNA structure?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I never knew my life mattered”
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The other one don't understand me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
No smile is genuine or real,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Movin objects mentally
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What does life mean without death?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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'”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Mothership alien sorceress
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“…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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Gangbangers that spit slang
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,