What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 00:46
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Have you ever forcibly sucked someone’s dick?
The other one don't understand me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
No smile is genuine or real,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I seen it all in my short life
Me and my peeps is all trife
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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'll see you when I get there,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Gangbangers that spit slang
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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'”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If it ain't
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What does life mean without death?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“…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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Movin objects mentally
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Know your enemies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Who designed our DNA structure?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I never knew my life mattered”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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