What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 08:23
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I seen it all in my short life
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
'Classmates threw Snickers at me to test my peanut anaphylaxis' - BBC
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If it ain't
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Why is going on a date today so much different than it was when I was young?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“…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 thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
What was your first gay male experience?
If it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust 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'”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'll see you when I get there,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Mothership alien sorceress
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What does life mean without death?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Soldier with the gas-mask
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I do it once, I do it twice,
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Know your enemies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you