What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 26.06.2025 03:07
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
No smile is genuine or real,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Why is my ex mad I moved on when he dumped me?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What does the Bible say about the Antichrist? How will we know when he arrives on the scene?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Know your enemies
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
How do I study with focus and concentration and avoid distractions and procrastination?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Why is Russia always right? All eyes toward Russian glory!
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What kinds of books should a 19 years old girl read?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'll see you when I get there,
Movin objects mentally
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The other one don't understand me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
If it ain't
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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'”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Laser weapons and ecstasy
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“…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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
What does life mean without death?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Mothership alien sorceress
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I seen it all in my short life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I never knew my life mattered”