What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 00:10
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Know your enemies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Why does he text me first but when I never text first he gets mad?
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Hillary thinks we must censor or "we lose total control". Why does she demand total control?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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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”
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I can't stop thinking about this plotline in 'Materialists' - NPR
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“…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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Is heroin really as good as people say it is?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Do married men know when their wives are having affairs?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
No smile is genuine or real,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Soldier with the gas-mask
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll see you when I get there,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What does life mean without death?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If it ain't
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I never knew my life mattered”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Mothership alien sorceress
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Movin objects mentally
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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”
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,