What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 08:07
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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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I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why do some straight men like to suck dick but don't find other males attractive?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Three months later we run our own caper,
If tariffs don't work, why do so many nations still use them?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Why is going on a date today so much different than it was when I was young?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Know your enemies
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
If it ain't
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What are some good inspirational movies?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The other one don't understand me,
“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 you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Reveal alien tribal culture,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll see you when I get there,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Who designed our DNA structure?
What does life mean without death?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I never knew my life mattered”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“…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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Movin objects mentally
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I do it once, I do it twice,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Mothership alien sorceress
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats