What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:16
Soldier with the gas-mask
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I seen it all in my short life
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What is one thing which you cannot stop however hard you try?
“…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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Why did my crush like me for only two days in a row?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Know your enemies
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
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“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll see you when I get there,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
No smile is genuine or real,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
When was you wife swapping fantasy started?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The other one don't understand me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Three months later we run our own caper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
“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'”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Mothership alien sorceress
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I never knew my life mattered”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Me and my peeps is all trife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I do it once, I do it twice,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Movin objects mentally
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke