What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 00:00
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What does life mean without death?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Are women as visual as men are?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I do it once, I do it twice,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“…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”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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'”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What would be the lowest score with 9 strikes and no gutter balls?
Mothership alien sorceress
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Do you consider masturbating to porn cheating if you are married?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If it ain't
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Movin objects mentally
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Know your enemies
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Have you ever witnessed political correctness harm someone?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I seen it all in my short life
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'll see you when I get there,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
No smile is genuine or real,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I never knew my life mattered”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The other one don't understand me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
If it ain't