What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 12:29
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The other one don't understand me,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Have you worn a tight black mini skirt?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Where can Ukrainians go if they cannot have shelter and heating this winter?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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”
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
When you visit a store, do you go to shop or buy?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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'”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Soldier with the gas-mask
What does it mean if you dream your dad died?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll see you when I get there,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Watch an asteroid the size of an aircraft carrier make a close pass of Earth on June 5 - Space
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Three months later we run our own caper,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I seen it all in my short life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Me and my peeps is all trife
No smile is genuine or real,
What does life mean without death?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Know your enemies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Movin objects mentally
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If it ain't
“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”
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I never knew my life mattered”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“…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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gangbangers that spit slang
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Mothership alien sorceress
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,