What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 03:13
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Have you ever heard of the god Priapus being the same as the god Phosphorus?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Mothership alien sorceress
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What does life mean without death?
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Which race of women are the hottest?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Do foreign workers face discrimination in Canada?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why do some of those who believe in a god refuse to consider the possibility they could be wrong?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“…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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
I never knew my life mattered”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll see you when I get there,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Movin objects mentally
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
If it ain't
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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'”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The other one don't understand me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
No smile is genuine or real,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I seen it all in my short life
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I do it once, I do it twice,