What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 04:50
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I never knew my life mattered”
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
How do I convince flat earthers that the earth is round?
Gangbangers that spit slang
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Movin objects mentally
Why are the Chinese so sensitive to Western criticism?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Overthinking is killing me day-by-day. What should I do?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
What does life mean without death?
Were you ever in love with your teacher?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Soldier with the gas-mask
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
I do it once, I do it twice,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I seen it all in my short life
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Know your enemies
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The other one don't understand me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“…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”
Mothership alien sorceress
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll see you when I get there,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
No smile is genuine or real,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Three months later we run our own caper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues