What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 08:29
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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“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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Mothership alien sorceress
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The other one don't understand me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What is the definite integral of x^x from 0 to 2?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
What do you think is the most powerful line in the song "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien" by Édith Piaf?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
No smile is genuine or real,
Can you turn 150 pages into a 5 minute presentation before a meeting?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I never knew my life mattered”
Movin objects mentally
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Three months later we run our own caper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Know your enemies
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll see you when I get there,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Who designed our DNA structure?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I seen it all in my short life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I do it once, I do it twice,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“…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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Me and my peeps is all trife
What does life mean without death?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”