What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 04:45
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I seen it all in my short life
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What's the most sordid activity you've ever seen or heard about at a bachelorette party?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Soldier with the gas-mask
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What is your most erotic sex story?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Laser weapons and ecstasy
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll see you when I get there,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If you could instantly cancel one social norm, what would it be?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What does life mean without death?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
How do flat Earthers explain the existence of other spherical planets?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“…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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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 sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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'”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who designed our DNA structure?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
No smile is genuine or real,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The other one don't understand me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If it ain't
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I never knew my life mattered”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Movin objects mentally
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,