What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 23:57
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
What are you struggling with in your life? What would you like to have instead?
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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No smile is genuine or real,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What is your twin flame story?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If it ain't
I'll see you when I get there,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
What is the most overrated pleasure? Why?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“…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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I seen it all in my short life
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I never knew my life mattered”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Know your enemies
Movin objects mentally
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gangbangers that spit slang
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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'”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Me and my peeps is all trife
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The other one don't understand me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
What does life mean without death?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?