What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 29.06.2025 04:51
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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'”
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
When was the first time you felt discriminated against because you were female?
What does life mean without death?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The other one don't understand me,
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Who designed our DNA structure?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Soldier with the gas-mask
What is your daily motivation and does it work?
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Why would the United States need a fleet of the F-47 fighter jet fielded in the 2030s?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Why do you like Justin Trudeau when he's hated in Canada?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
No smile is genuine or real,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“…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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Movin objects mentally
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I never knew my life mattered”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Know your enemies
“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Mothership alien sorceress
Gangbangers that spit slang
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll see you when I get there,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Reveal alien tribal culture,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight