What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 06:02
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why does the God of the Bible condemn homosexual acts?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Does the Hamas charter specifically call for the death of all Jews and the destruction of Israel?
Mothership alien sorceress
Three months later we run our own caper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Why does everyone hate Ed Sheeran so much?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Movin objects mentally
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I never knew my life mattered”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What thing happened to you as a child that you haven’t let go of to this day?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Why do wives cheat on their loyal husbands?
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I seen it all in my short life
Soldier with the gas-mask
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
No smile is genuine or real,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Me and my peeps is all trife
Know your enemies
I'll see you when I get there,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“…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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What does life mean without death?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Gangbangers that spit slang
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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'”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The other one don't understand me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose