What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 03.07.2025 02:07
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If atheists are so positive that there is no God, where is their proof that He does not exist?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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I'll see you when I get there,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I never knew my life mattered”
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The other one don't understand me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I seen it all in my short life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Mothership alien sorceress
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Is it painful for men to wear bras, panties, and tampons?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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“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”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gangbangers that spit slang
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Know your enemies
Three months later we run our own caper,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Movin objects mentally
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Who designed our DNA structure?
“…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 I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke