What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 03:55
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
How can I get my ex-husband to love me again?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why do people always talk about Ohio as it's a dangerous city?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Do conservative white women like black men?
I never knew my life mattered”
No smile is genuine or real,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Do guys ever want to suck a dick even though they are straight?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What made you feel disgusted today?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Three months later we run our own caper,
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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“…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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If it ain't
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I seen it all in my short life
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“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”
“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'”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Movin objects mentally
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Know your enemies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
What does life mean without death?
The other one don't understand me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Mothership alien sorceress
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'll see you when I get there,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,