What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 05:28
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“…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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Has your wife made you a cuckold?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Reveal alien tribal culture,
How could Trump, with his deplorable garbage supporters, manage to win an election?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Did you become a cuckold for your wife?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Know your enemies
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I never knew my life mattered”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Me and my peeps is all trife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do it once, I do it twice,
What does life mean without death?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The other one don't understand me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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'”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
No smile is genuine or real,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Movin objects mentally
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife