What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:18
“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,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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“…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”
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?”
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who designed our DNA structure?
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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I'll see you when I get there,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Are there really people who still believe the Earth is flat?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Know your enemies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why do men say women hit the wall at 24?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
What is after school detention like in your school?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Movin objects mentally
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Mothership alien sorceress
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I never knew my life mattered”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I seen it all in my short life
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
What does life mean without death?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The other one don't understand me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell