What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 16:21
Me and my peeps is all trife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What do you do when you are struggling to fall asleep?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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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”
The other one don't understand me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If it ain't
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I seen it all in my short life
Does being poor build better character than being born rich?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Gangbangers that spit slang
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Movin objects mentally
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Mothership alien sorceress
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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'”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Soldier with the gas-mask
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“…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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Three months later we run our own caper,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Know your enemies
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'll see you when I get there,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
No smile is genuine or real,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I never knew my life mattered”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If it ain't