What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 07:33
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
“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”
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Three months later we run our own caper,
How can I stop overthinking and take action more quickly?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Gangbangers that spit slang
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Why cant a narcissist admit when they are wrong?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'll see you when I get there,
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What kind of person makes you think "how come there are people like that"?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I seen it all in my short life
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Mothership alien sorceress
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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The other one don't understand me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of 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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I never knew my life mattered”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Movin objects mentally
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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'”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
What does life mean without death?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Soldier with the gas-mask
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Know your enemies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
No smile is genuine or real,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?