What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 03:31
“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'”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If it ain't
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why after 50 years of being straight do I constantly desire to suck cock?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
No smile is genuine or real,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If babies could write, what questions would they ask on Quora?
If it ain't
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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I never knew my life mattered”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I do it once, I do it twice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Mothership alien sorceress
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The other one don't understand me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Me and my peeps is all trife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Movin objects mentally
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Know your enemies
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'll see you when I get there,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What does life mean without death?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I seen it all in my short life
Three months later we run our own caper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“…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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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 wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows