What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 23:58
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
I seen it all in my short life
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,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Are there any more 'nun' jokes?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why were the Japanese soldiers in WW II so hesitant to surrender in battle?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Why am I so triggered and depressed over a minor thing?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
How do you leave a relationship when you are still in love?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Know your enemies
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“…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”
“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'”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The other one don't understand me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who designed our DNA structure?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do it once, I do it twice,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Movin objects mentally
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Mothership alien sorceress
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If it ain't
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I never knew my life mattered”
What does life mean without death?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell