What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 00:24
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Why do diabetic people sweat so much?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll see you when I get there,
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Me and my peeps is all trife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gangbangers that spit slang
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What makes someone feel "rich enough" in different societies?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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I seen it all in my short life
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do it once, I do it twice,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why is it difficult to get a job?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why do atheists want to see God so badly?
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The other one don't understand me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“…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 sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
What does life mean without death?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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'”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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No smile is genuine or real,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Know your enemies
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If it ain't
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Laser weapons and ecstasy
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Movin objects mentally
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I never knew my life mattered”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Reveal alien tribal culture,