What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:11
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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I seen it all in my short life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Movin objects mentally
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'll see you when I get there,
If it ain't
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Know your enemies
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The other one don't understand me,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“…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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I never knew my life mattered”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Me and my peeps is all trife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If it ain't
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Who designed our DNA structure?
What does life mean without death?
“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Mothership alien sorceress
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,