What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 07:13
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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Mothership alien sorceress
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Three months later we run our own caper,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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I'll see you when I get there,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What does life mean without death?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I seen it all in my short life
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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 family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Soldier with the gas-mask
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
No smile is genuine or real,
I never knew my life mattered”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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'”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Movin objects mentally
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it