What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 16.06.2025 12:07
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why do narcissists avoid talking about the real issues?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
How do you write lyrics for a song that resonates with listeners?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Why don't people like Nickelback?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Movin objects mentally
What are some difficulties in a JEE aspirant's life?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Do you suck dicks with no reciprocation?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry 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”
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What are some disadvantages of living in rural areas? What are the advantages?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll see you when I get there,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
No smile is genuine or real,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If it ain't
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The other one don't understand me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I seen it all in my short life
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?”
Know your enemies
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground 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
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Me and my peeps is all trife
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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'”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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 here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Mothership alien sorceress
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
What does life mean without death?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I never knew my life mattered”