What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 17:09
Who designed our DNA structure?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why would my ex block me after I blocked him?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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”
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Do any other guys like to eat cum of another man from their wife's pussy?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Know your enemies
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Is BPD real or just an excuse?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why is social media so anti-fee speech, and have they become total BS?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Quasi consequatur unde doloremque saepe ut veritatis.
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why does my vagina always itch so badly after my periods?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The other one don't understand me,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Me and my peeps is all trife
Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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Movin objects mentally
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“…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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
No smile is genuine or real,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Soldier with the gas-mask
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I never knew my life mattered”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Mothership alien sorceress
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'll see you when I get there,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
I do it once, I do it twice,
What does life mean without death?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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'”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,