What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 04:55
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Me and my peeps is all trife
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“…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”
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
What does life mean without death?
Know your enemies
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Why do creationists ask for proof of evolution and then ignore the answers?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Thoughts on an 8-1 Rangers win - Lone Star Ball
I'll see you when I get there,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Is the media protecting Kamala Harris?
Mothership alien sorceress
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
How much does a doctor earn in Sweden per month?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Movin objects mentally
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The other one don't understand me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I do it once, I do it twice,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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'”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
No smile is genuine or real,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you