What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 07:43

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