What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 03:42
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Know your enemies
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I do it once, I do it twice,
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Has anyone ever really waited that long and gotten a paper check mailed 20 days ago?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Gangbangers that spit slang
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“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I never knew my life mattered”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Mothership alien sorceress
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I seen it all in my short life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Who designed our DNA structure?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“…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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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'”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Movin objects mentally
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
No smile is genuine or real,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'll see you when I get there,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,