What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 25.06.2025 12:15

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