What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 00:40
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Has anyone ever made you take off your shirt?
Movin objects mentally
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Know your enemies
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
How much does a doctor earn in Sweden per month?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Is anyone up to have a little conversation?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Me and my peeps is all trife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
How do I identify fake friends in life?
If it ain't
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Why do I like to eat my own cum?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
How does it feel to watch your wife get fucked hard?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What does life mean without death?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
No smile is genuine or real,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I never knew my life mattered”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“…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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Mothership alien sorceress
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The other one don't understand me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I do it once, I do it twice,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I seen it all in my short life
“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'”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If it ain't
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like