What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 05:25

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