What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 04:10
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Know your enemies
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Gangbangers that spit slang
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
No smile is genuine or real,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Movin objects mentally
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“…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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Me and my peeps is all trife
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Mothership alien sorceress
If it ain't
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I never knew my life mattered”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What does life mean without death?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I seen it all in my short life