What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 01:41
I'll see you when I get there,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Know your enemies
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why is my ex still keeping in touch with me even though she dumped me?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What does life mean without death?
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“…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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Mothership alien sorceress
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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'”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I do it once, I do it twice,
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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Movin objects mentally
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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Gangbangers that spit slang
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If it ain't
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The other one don't understand me,
I seen it all in my short life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,