What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 11:01
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust 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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
No smile is genuine or real,
Is there a correlation between being a medium and mental health?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Know your enemies
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The other one don't understand me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Mothership alien sorceress
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Teens like me, what are your expectations when entering adulthood?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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I'll see you when I get there,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
What are some hard truths that MAGA needs to hear?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What does life mean without death?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Three months later we run our own caper,
If it ain't
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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'”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Movin objects mentally
Gangbangers that spit slang
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I seen it all in my short life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I never knew my life mattered”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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