What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 12:16
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
How is bestiality wrong, but killing animals for sport or trophies is considered okay?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What’s the craziest thing you’ve heard pretending to be asleep?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
“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'”
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
Know your enemies
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I seen it all in my short life
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
What life lesson did you learn the hard way?
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Does eating bread before bed make you fat? If so, why?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Mothership alien sorceress
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,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do it once, I do it twice,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
“…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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Movin objects mentally
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Laser weapons and ecstasy
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
What does life mean without death?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Soldier with the gas-mask
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll see you when I get there,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,