What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 12:11
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
What methods do private investigators use to investigate someone in real life?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Do any other guys like to eat cum of another man from their wife's pussy?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What is your wildest experience in Bangalore that you haven’t told anyone?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Why can't hot girls date ugly guys? I am ugly but I want an attractive girlfriend
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Why are Americans obese? Is it the food or is it the psychology?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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Mothership alien sorceress
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If sea levels were rising, wouldn't the acreage of coastal salt marshes increase? Are they?
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Why do I feel sleepy after massage?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Movin objects mentally
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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'”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“…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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'll see you when I get there,
No smile is genuine or real,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The other one don't understand me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I never knew my life mattered”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What does life mean without death?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I do it once, I do it twice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If it ain't
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Know your enemies
I seen it all in my short life
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,