What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 13:36
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“…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”
If it ain't
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Do any other guys like to eat cum of another man from their wife's pussy?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why does a narcissist act like it's nothing when they hurt you?
“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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Three months later we run our own caper,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Know your enemies
Why am I sweating so much when I try to do anything?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I never knew my life mattered”
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Movin objects mentally
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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 seen it all in my short life
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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'”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Soldier with the gas-mask
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do it once, I do it twice,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The other one don't understand me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'll see you when I get there,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Mothership alien sorceress
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
No smile is genuine or real,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What does life mean without death?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Who designed our DNA structure?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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