What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 00:06
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Movin objects mentally
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Have you ever been a victim of gaslighting? What happened?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If it ain't
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Are there really people who still believe the Earth is flat?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Why are FtM trans just another type of woman?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
What is it that gives a man who is a submissive cock sucker his most pleasure?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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'”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I never knew my life mattered”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
No smile is genuine or real,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'll see you when I get there,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
What does life mean without death?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The other one don't understand me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“…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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Know your enemies
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Me and my peeps is all trife