What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 16:44
“…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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I seen it all in my short life
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Mothership alien sorceress
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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Me and my peeps is all trife
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I have the power to talk to aliens through using telepathy. Why do people think I'm crazy?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Who designed our DNA structure?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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“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'”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The other one don't understand me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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
I never knew my life mattered”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What does life mean without death?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'll see you when I get there,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
No smile is genuine or real,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Soldier with the gas-mask
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
If it ain't
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Know your enemies
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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