What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 08:22
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Can you name an example of bad parenting?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why am I sweating so much at night even though my room is really cold?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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?”
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gangbangers that spit slang
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The other one don't understand me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Why did my ex-narcissist move so fast with his new supply marriage engagement moving in, etc.?
Me and my peeps is all trife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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If it ain't
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll see you when I get there,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What thing happened to you as a child that you haven’t let go of to this day?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I seen it all in my short life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“…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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
“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'”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What does life mean without death?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
No smile is genuine or real,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Movin objects mentally
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Know your enemies
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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