What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 11:20
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
What song are you listening to right now? What does it mean to you?
If it ain't
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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
What type of crossdresser are you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Know your enemies
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The other one don't understand me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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If it ain't
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Can a twin flame runner be happy in a karmic relationship?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Why does a straight man like anal penetration?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
No smile is genuine or real,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Movin objects mentally
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'll see you when I get there,
Me and my peeps is all trife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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'”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I never knew my life mattered”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I seen it all in my short life
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Gangbangers that spit slang
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“…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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What does life mean without death?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”