What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 07:29
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Why is going on a date today so much different than it was when I was young?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
No smile is genuine or real,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Three months later we run our own caper,
What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Movin objects mentally
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll see you when I get there,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Mothership alien sorceress
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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 I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Do women like men who have slept with many women?
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Is Max Verstappen unstoppable this season?
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I seen it all in my short life
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The other one don't understand me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What does life mean without death?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Gangbangers that spit slang
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I never knew my life mattered”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If it ain't
“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'”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who designed our DNA structure?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Soldier with the gas-mask
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Know your enemies
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“…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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I do it once, I do it twice,