What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 01:17
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Is it possible to become homeless after being released from jail or prison in the United States?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I seen it all in my short life
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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What does life mean without death?
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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,
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Mothership alien sorceress
Can you name an example of bad parenting?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Know your enemies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“…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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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'”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If it ain't
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
No smile is genuine or real,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Movin objects mentally
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I never knew my life mattered”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The other one don't understand me,