What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 03:55

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