What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 26.06.2025 05:58
“…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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Is it true that all men want a woman who looks like an Instagram “model”?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do it once, I do it twice,
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What does life mean without death?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Which laptop should I buy if I can't use a specific AI tool on my phone like pictory.ai?
I'll see you when I get there,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Soldier with the gas-mask
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Know your enemies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
No smile is genuine or real,
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Teens like me, what are your expectations when entering adulthood?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I never knew my life mattered”
If it ain't
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I seen it all in my short life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Movin objects mentally
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The other one don't understand me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?