What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 12:55
I never knew my life mattered”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why after 50 years of being straight do I constantly desire to suck cock?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who designed our DNA structure?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
What does life mean without death?
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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'”
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Did sharing a wife turn out okay?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Three months later we run our own caper,
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My friend asked my crush and he said my crush hates me but not in a rude way. What does that mean?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Mothership alien sorceress
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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Know your enemies
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I seen it all in my short life
Why does my vagina always itch so badly after my periods?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“…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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If it ain't
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'll see you when I get there,
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The other one don't understand me,