What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 09:46
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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What does life mean without death?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
What is a common thought that keeps people up at night? Why do some people experience this?
Me and my peeps is all trife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Movin objects mentally
Mothership alien sorceress
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I never knew my life mattered”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“…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 think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Who designed our DNA structure?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If it ain't
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I seen it all in my short life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll see you when I get there,
The other one don't understand me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Know your enemies
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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'”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you