What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:20
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
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'”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Do handsome guys intimidate women or people in general?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Know your enemies
Would you raise your children like your parents raised 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”
“…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”
The other one don't understand me,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
How do you deal with neighbors who are always telling you what to do?
Three months later we run our own caper,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Gangbangers that spit slang
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
What does life mean without death?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
No smile is genuine or real,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Mothership alien sorceress
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I never knew my life mattered”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I'll see you when I get there,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,