What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 00:45
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Does the West have a defense against China's PL17 air-air missile?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Soldier with the gas-mask
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“…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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What are some current examples of injustice?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I never knew my life mattered”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
No smile is genuine or real,
I seen it all in my short life
Why do guys have better skin than women even though women use more product?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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'”
Mothership alien sorceress
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
How is Taylor Swift feeling after Trump’s landslide victory over Kamala Harris?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If it ain't
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I do it once, I do it twice,
Has anyone tried Deepseek V3? Does it work?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
What does life mean without death?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Movin objects mentally
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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”
Know your enemies
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If it ain't
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The other one don't understand me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I'll see you when I get there,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,