What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 14:20
No smile is genuine or real,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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I'll see you when I get there,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Why were the Japanese soldiers in WW II so hesitant to surrender in battle?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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“…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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I never knew my life mattered”
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Soldier with the gas-mask
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I do it once, I do it twice,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
What’s the weirdest phone call you have ever received?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I seen it all in my short life
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The other one don't understand me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Know your enemies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Mothership alien sorceress
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
What does life mean without death?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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'”
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?