What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 08:14
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The other one don't understand me,
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What habits do happy couples have?
“…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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Movin objects mentally
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
How do you perform a lap dance for your boyfriend or husband?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
No smile is genuine or real,
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“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who designed our DNA structure?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What happens when you need emergency surgery in countries with universal healthcare vs the US?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Know your enemies
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I seen it all in my short life
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I never knew my life mattered”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
What does life mean without death?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll see you when I get there,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you