What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:26
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'll see you when I get there,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What is the best technique for inserting a tampon into one’s anus?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Are Americans really as uneducated and ignorant as portrayed in the media?
Mothership alien sorceress
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why would a person always be so tired?
Who designed our DNA structure?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I never knew my life mattered”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
How would you feel if your girlfriend had dick pics on her phone?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Why are men so attracted to big breasts?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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'”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
No smile is genuine or real,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The other one don't understand me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“…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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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 you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I seen it all in my short life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,