What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 05:31
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“…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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
How can people balance religious beliefs with seeking professional mental health care?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If it ain't
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Me and my peeps is all trife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
What does life mean without death?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'll see you when I get there,
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
Mothership alien sorceress
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I never knew my life mattered”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
No smile is genuine or real,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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'”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Know your enemies
Who designed our DNA structure?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I seen it all in my short life
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',