What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 01:40
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
No smile is genuine or real,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Can you share something that captivates you, whether it's an idea, a discovery, or an invention?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
What makes someone feel "rich enough" in different societies?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I seen it all in my short life
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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Who designed our DNA structure?
Know your enemies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What topics are okay with you in comics and what topics should be totally off the table?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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I'll see you when I get there,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I never knew my life mattered”
What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The other one don't understand me,
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If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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Movin objects mentally
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What does life mean without death?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Mothership alien sorceress
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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'”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“…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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,