What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 13:50
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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I seen it all in my short life
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What are the advantages of forming strategic partnerships?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'll see you when I get there,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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'”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What are the most shocking facts about the Bollywood industry?
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Do flat Earthers really exist? Why do they believe the Earth is flat?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Do polyphenols in mushrooms fight cancer or cause side effects?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Movin objects mentally
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The other one don't understand me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Three months later we run our own caper,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
No smile is genuine or real,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I never knew my life mattered”
Me and my peeps is all trife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Mothership alien sorceress
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What does life mean without death?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If it ain't
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Know your enemies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”