What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:03
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“…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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
What does life mean without death?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The other one don't understand me,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I never knew my life mattered”
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Soldier with the gas-mask
What's a band that is really popular that you don't like? Why?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Movin objects mentally
No smile is genuine or real,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Mothership alien sorceress
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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'”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I seen it all in my short life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
I'll see you when I get there,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Three months later we run our own caper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Know your enemies
Who designed our DNA structure?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
If it ain't
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,