What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 00:13
Who designed our DNA structure?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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I never knew my life mattered”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“…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',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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'”
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
How do you identify a woman player?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Mothership alien sorceress
Can men enjoy receiving anal sex?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I seen it all in my short life
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If it ain't
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Know your enemies
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'll see you when I get there,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The other one don't understand me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Soldier with the gas-mask
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Movin objects mentally
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
No smile is genuine or real,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
What does life mean without death?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life