What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 19:02
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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'”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Was Jimmy Carter a good President of the United States?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Should we consider deporting democrats to Canada?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I seen it all in my short life
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“…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”
The other one don't understand me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What does life mean without death?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Soldier with the gas-mask
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Mothership alien sorceress
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'll see you when I get there,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Know your enemies
“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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I never knew my life mattered”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
If it ain't
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
No smile is genuine or real,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Movin objects mentally
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,