What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 02:29
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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I never knew my life mattered”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
No smile is genuine or real,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Gangbangers that spit slang
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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,
Know your enemies
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Soldier with the gas-mask
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Reveal alien tribal culture,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Mothership alien sorceress
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The other one don't understand me,
“…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”
I'll see you when I get there,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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'”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Movin objects mentally
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I seen it all in my short life
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What does life mean without death?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Who designed our DNA structure?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”