What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 05:59
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Is it legal for an employer to ask why you are taking time off from work?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
How do I seduce a maid for sex?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Movin objects mentally
I do it once, I do it twice,
Why are some people afraid of monsters?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What would happen if Kakashi and Naruto switched places?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I seen it all in my short life
Do you suck dicks with no reciprocation?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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
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Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'll see you when I get there,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The other one don't understand me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Gangbangers that spit slang
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“…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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
“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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Three months later we run our own caper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
No smile is genuine or real,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Mothership alien sorceress
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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 sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What does life mean without death?
Know your enemies
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,