What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 08:44
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What does life mean without death?
How do I come out as queer to my best friend in a funny and stupid way?
“…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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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 three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
What does pompano fish taste like?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why don't some people like the 10 Commandments?
If it ain't
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Three months later we run our own caper,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Have you ever seen a woman having sex with a dog?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why are people with Asperger syndrome unenthusiastic?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Know your enemies
I never knew my life mattered”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Movin objects mentally
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Mothership alien sorceress
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I seen it all in my short life
The other one don't understand me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Gangbangers that spit slang
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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'”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”