What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 04:38
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I never knew my life mattered”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Mothership alien sorceress
Why do creationists ask for proof of evolution and then ignore the answers?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What does life mean without death?
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Is it true that Jehovah's witnesses once thought the world would end in 1975?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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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'”
Know your enemies
The other one don't understand me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Gangbangers that spit slang
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
No smile is genuine or real,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
If it ain't
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'll see you when I get there,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“…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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I seen it all in my short life
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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?”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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 like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Movin objects mentally
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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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