What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:05
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
In my experience, British people are fat, ugly and arrogant. Why is it and can it be changed?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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'”
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why don't people like Nickelback?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Should we consider deporting democrats to Canada?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Laser weapons and ecstasy
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Why do people procrastinate and how can they stop?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Would you join a gym or workout at home and why?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Me and my peeps is all trife
What's your photograph of the day 1097?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Movin objects mentally
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Mothership alien sorceress
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The other one don't understand me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I never knew my life mattered”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I seen it all in my short life
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'll see you when I get there,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Know your enemies
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
What does life mean without death?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
No smile is genuine or real,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,