What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 30.06.2025 01:33
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Can we buy cheap whey protein from an Amazon brand like Nakpro Power US? Is it safe to eat?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
How likely do TWS earbuds explode these days? I'm still using wired earbud because I'm paranoid.
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
If it ain't
“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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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Will Canada and Mexico become stronger partners in the Trump era?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Three months later we run our own caper,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What does life mean without death?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll see you when I get there,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The other one don't understand me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Movin objects mentally
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I seen it all in my short life
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“…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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I never knew my life mattered”