What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 02:05
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
How do you fight the push and pull (manipulation) tactic if you want to win him?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Mothership alien sorceress
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If sea levels were rising, wouldn't the acreage of coastal salt marshes increase? Are they?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Soldier with the gas-mask
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I seen it all in my short life
What can you do if someone makes a false accusation against you?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
“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”
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Three months later we run our own caper,
“…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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Know your enemies
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Does CloudFlare protect blackhat sites from DDOS attacks?
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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What were some of the unforgettable incidents from your school life?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Can I fix a fridge leak myself, or should I call a pro?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Me and my peeps is all trife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What does life mean without death?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Movin objects mentally
The other one don't understand me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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'll see you when I get there,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I never knew my life mattered”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,