What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 01:04
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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'”
I seen it all in my short life
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The other one don't understand me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
How do you handle your mother-in-law after you heard her talking badly about you in the next room?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Know your enemies
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What does life mean without death?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
Can you name a female actress who has had bad timing or luck in her film career?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Have you ever had a secret crush on anyone?
If it ain't
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
How do you have intercourse with a girl who can remember you for a long time?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Soldier with the gas-mask
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Three months later we run our own caper,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'll see you when I get there,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“…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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Movin objects mentally
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Me and my peeps is all trife
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Gangbangers that spit slang
I never knew my life mattered”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who designed our DNA structure?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Mothership alien sorceress
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,