What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 00:32
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Can ringing in the ears be a sign of spiritual awakening?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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I'll see you when I get there,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Do you enjoy cheating on your spouse? If so, why?
I seen it all in my short life
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why do wives cheat on their loyal husbands?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“…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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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'”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
If it ain't
Mothership alien sorceress
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
No smile is genuine or real,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The other one don't understand me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Movin objects mentally
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Know your enemies
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What does life mean without death?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you