What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:23

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