What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 03:55
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Do happily married husbands cheat?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why do I keep waking up at 4 AM?
If it ain't
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Why are white women not interested in dating Asian men? Are they not attractive to you at all?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What is your favorite cuckold experience?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Three months later we run our own caper,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Movin objects mentally
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Mothership alien sorceress
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Gangbangers that spit slang
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Know your enemies
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Me and my peeps is all trife
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna 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
The other one don't understand me,
“…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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
No smile is genuine or real,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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'll see you when I get there,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I never knew my life mattered”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions