What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 06:43
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who is someone that inspires you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Does centrifugal force teach us about gravity?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Do you find Anushka Sen attractive?
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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What is a narcissist grandmother like, with her grandchild?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The other one don't understand me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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If it ain't
Who designed our DNA structure?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
No smile is genuine or real,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
How can you maintain self-control?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“…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,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
What does life mean without death?
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'll see you when I get there,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Know your enemies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I seen it all in my short life
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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'”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I never knew my life mattered”
Movin objects mentally
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious