What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 05:35

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