What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 25.06.2025 01:35
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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Movin objects mentally
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I never knew my life mattered”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
How did you adjust to civilian life after your military service in the British Army?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Soldier with the gas-mask
What does life mean without death?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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“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”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'll see you when I get there,
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If a narcissist can't feel remorse, can they ever feel regret for an evil act after going to rehab?
If it ain't
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Three months later we run our own caper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“…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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I do it once, I do it twice,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I seen it all in my short life
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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 truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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'”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
No smile is genuine or real,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Mothership alien sorceress