What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 03:11
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The other one don't understand me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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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”
Movin objects mentally
Me and my peeps is all trife
People are just learning of the most deadly disease that often goes undiagnosed by doctors - UNILAD
Three months later we run our own caper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“…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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Is it possible for buyers to negotiate after an inspection if the appraisal is lower than expected?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
Which is better for your skin red light therapy or blue light therapy?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Know your enemies
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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'”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If white people had been slaves, would WLM be a thing right now?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
If it ain't
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll see you when I get there,
No smile is genuine or real,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I never knew my life mattered”
I seen it all in my short life
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Who designed our DNA structure?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe