What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 12:50
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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I'll see you when I get there,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The other one don't understand me,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why do people say "tall, dark, and handsome" when they actually mean "tall, white, and handsome"?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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Soldier with the gas-mask
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I seen it all in my short life
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',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do it once, I do it twice,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
No smile is genuine or real,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Gangbangers that spit slang
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“…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”
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If it ain't
“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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Know your enemies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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'”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Movin objects mentally
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I never knew my life mattered”