What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 03.07.2025 00:00
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Have you ever gone to a porn theater with your wife?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What if the girl says that drama about you dating here? Is that a bad sign?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
Movin objects mentally
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Can ancient music sound modern?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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'”
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The other one don't understand me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
How much of lounge pianists playing is from repertoire, and how much is improvised?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What does life mean without death?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“…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 never knew my life mattered”
Know your enemies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do it once, I do it twice,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'll see you when I get there,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Mothership alien sorceress
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I seen it all in my short life
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Three months later we run our own caper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gangbangers that spit slang