What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 29.06.2025 09:43
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Can a relationship really last forever?
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“…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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Is a man over 50 not married no kids a red flag?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The other one don't understand me,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I have a "fat pussy" and I'm super self cautions about it. Do guys think it's gross?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why does my mother care about my sister more than me?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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'”
Mothership alien sorceress
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“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I never knew my life mattered”
Is it harder to become a professor nowadays? If yes, why?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Movin objects mentally
Which sunblock is best for oily skin?
I seen it all in my short life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If it ain't
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Know your enemies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If it ain't
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
What does life mean without death?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Me and my peeps is all trife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gangbangers that spit slang