What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 01:58
“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”
“…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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The other one don't understand me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”
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Mothership alien sorceress
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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Movin objects mentally
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If it ain't
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I seen it all in my short life
Me and my peeps is all trife
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
What does life mean without death?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll see you when I get there,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you