What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 17:29
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
- 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 worst emotional pain you ever felt as an adult?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“…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”
What does it feel like wearing tights?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Know your enemies
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Are Turks ashamed of their Islamic heritage?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Which document should be pointed out to a holocaust denier?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Why do most Indian women cuckold or cheat on their husbands?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Why cant a narcissist admit when they are wrong?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why do I feel bad when I see white girls dating black guys, am I racist?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I seen it all in my short life
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why does my crush make me jealous about having a girlfriend?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What is your most erotic sex story?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The other one don't understand me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I never knew my life mattered”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What does life mean without death?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'll see you when I get there,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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'”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Mothership alien sorceress
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
No smile is genuine or real,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life