What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:40
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What makes you feel guilty the most?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
How do you handle family members who ask for handouts?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Gangbangers that spit slang
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
No smile is genuine or real,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“…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”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What does life mean without death?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Movin objects mentally
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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?”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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'”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Three months later we run our own caper,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I seen it all in my short life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll see you when I get there,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I never knew my life mattered”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Know your enemies
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Me and my peeps is all trife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The other one don't understand 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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,