What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:59

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