What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 07:39
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
No smile is genuine or real,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Do married men like sucking dick?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If you caught a shoplifter at your yard sale, how would you handle it?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Does eating bread before bed make you fat? If so, why?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
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I do it once, I do it twice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gangbangers that spit slang
How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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'”
What should I do to get over a relationship?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Soldier with the gas-mask
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I seen it all in my short life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The other one don't understand me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I never knew my life mattered”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What does life mean without death?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll see you when I get there,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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’,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If it ain't
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Movin objects mentally
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Know your enemies