What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 05:56
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Three months later we run our own caper,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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“…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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The other one don't understand me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Weird-shaped notebooks make me want to write again - The Verge
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What are some good inspirational movies?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What is a common thought that keeps people up at night? Why do some people experience this?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
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No smile is genuine or real,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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,
If it ain't
I do it once, I do it twice,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Know your enemies
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If it ain't
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I never knew my life mattered”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What does life mean without death?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Who designed our DNA structure?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'll see you when I get there,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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”
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Mothership alien sorceress
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
“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'”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I seen it all in my short life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,