What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 01:20

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