What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 01:13
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I seen it all in my short life
How long can a marriage survive after a long-term affair?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I never knew my life mattered”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why is it common for guys to sleep with 10-20 women then marry a good girl?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Has anyone liked being made a cocksucker?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I've never read the book. What did Dorian Grey do that was so immoral and sinful?
Three months later we run our own caper,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?
“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'”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What caused North Korea to go poor when at first it was rich?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Movin objects mentally
Why do many Hong Kong Chinese look different from the Han Chinese in mainland China?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Mothership alien sorceress
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Can being annoyed be a sign of getting angry?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
What is the one thing you don't understand that others do?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The other one don't understand me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
No smile is genuine or real,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
If it ain't
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll see you when I get there,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“…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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Know your enemies
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What does life mean without death?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries