What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 03:24
“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'”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
How does gut health affect mental well-being?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Is having white skin really that attractive?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Should parents force their kids to go to school when they are sick?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Why do wives cheat on their loyal husbands?
If it ain't
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'll see you when I get there,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What does life mean without death?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“…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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Know your enemies
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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 other one don't understand me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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”