What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 02:46
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Movin objects mentally
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Soldier with the gas-mask
What is the cause of the common odor many senior citizens have (despite good hygiene)?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Mothership alien sorceress
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Do you like Melania Trump's new official 1st lady black & white power portrait?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why do narcissists avoid talking about the real issues?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I never knew my life mattered”
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Know your enemies
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The other one don't understand me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“…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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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'”
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
What does life mean without death?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I seen it all in my short life
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Three months later we run our own caper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll see you when I get there,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
No smile is genuine or real,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Who designed our DNA structure?