What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 09:12
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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'”
How does Arab culture and values differ from western culture and values?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What does life mean without death?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Why would a girl not want you to know she has a crush on you?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I never knew my life mattered”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Know your enemies
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
How can reading fiction be turned from escapism into personal growth?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why do you think Islam oppresses women when Christianity clearly does it more?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What are some good suggestions for books? I'm into romance, fantasy and Romantasy.
I do it once, I do it twice,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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Movin objects mentally
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If it ain't
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'll see you when I get there,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust 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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Until we realized how to get the real money;
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“…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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The other one don't understand me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
No smile is genuine or real,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Mothership alien sorceress
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I seen it all in my short life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues