What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 29.06.2025 02:07
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do it once, I do it twice,
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Why do some men like older women?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What is the funniest joke you've been told that you still think about to this day?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Mothership alien sorceress
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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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?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
What is the most craziest dream you ever had?
If it ain't
Me and my peeps is all trife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What does life mean without death?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“…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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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'”
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I seen it all in my short life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
No smile is genuine or real,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Know your enemies
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'll see you when I get there,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,