What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 02:05
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
How is Sola Scriptura incoherent?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Why are black people harassed more by police officers?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Is The Last of Us Part 2 really as woke as people say it is?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I never knew my life mattered”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Is there anything you did that you regret? If so, what is it, and why?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Movin objects mentally
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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“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'”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
What is something brutally honest that needs to be said?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Gangbangers that spit slang
What does life mean without death?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Me and my peeps is all trife
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I seen it all in my short life
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'll see you when I get there,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The other one don't understand me,
No smile is genuine or real,
I do it once, I do it twice,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Three months later we run our own caper,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
If it ain't
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,