What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 00:53
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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'”
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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Me and my peeps is all trife
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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”
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Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My son is possessed, now he has psychosis. Can someone help me?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Mothership alien sorceress
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
“…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”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I seen it all in my short life
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What does life mean without death?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Know your enemies
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The other one don't understand me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I never knew my life mattered”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,