What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 05:35
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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If it ain't
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What's the funniest thing you heard in a movie theater?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I seen it all in my short life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“…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”
Know your enemies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
What is the most craziest dream you ever had?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What do you like the most about black people?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
What are some tips for balancing chores, work, and family life as an adult with children?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Who is the most dangerous or evilest person of all time?
No smile is genuine or real,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Movin objects mentally
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Gangbangers that spit slang
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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'”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I never knew my life mattered”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Mothership alien sorceress
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What does life mean without death?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The other one don't understand me,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you