What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 26.06.2025 12:10
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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“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 seen it all in my short life
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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I'll see you when I get there,
No smile is genuine or real,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Have you ever been forced into bestiality?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The other one don't understand me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who designed our DNA structure?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
Me and my peeps is all trife
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do it once, I do it twice,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Movin objects mentally
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Mothership alien sorceress
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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