What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 06:11
If it ain't
“…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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
How do you deal with neighbors who are always telling you what to do?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll see you when I get there,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
What does life mean without death?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
What do feminists mean when they say they want to ‘normalize’ menstruation and its discussion?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
Turning the Red Planet green? It's time to take terraforming Mars seriously, scientists say - Space
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,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
How good do you sing and how do you know this?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Gangbangers that spit slang
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Know your enemies
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
“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'”
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I never knew my life mattered”
Mothership alien sorceress
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If it ain't
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?