What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 08:20
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Why do I want to suck cock tonight?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Mothership alien sorceress
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why do girls in Indian top colleges wear shorts?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
No smile is genuine or real,
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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'”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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?
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
How good do you sing and how do you know this?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I seen it all in my short life
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“…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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The other one don't understand me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Movin objects mentally
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Me and my peeps is all trife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Know your enemies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I never knew my life mattered”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'll see you when I get there,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If it ain't
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What does life mean without death?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,