What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 04:05
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Have you ever been a victim of gaslighting? What happened?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why is the show The Big Bang Theory so hated?
If it ain't
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Are evolutionists giving evolution a bad name by claiming humans started off as shrews?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The other one don't understand me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“…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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
No smile is genuine or real,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I seen it all in my short life
Know your enemies
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What does life mean without death?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I never knew my life mattered”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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