What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 03:39
If it ain't
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
When British people write X after everything, are they being serious or trying not to be awkward?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
Why The Simpsons stopped producing Maude Flanders episodes?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Movin objects mentally
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Mothership alien sorceress
What are the pros and cons of banning homosexuality?
Three months later we run our own caper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
What are Best Breakfast Places in Pune?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
How can MeTV Toons compete with other national broadcast TV networks?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The other one don't understand me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
No smile is genuine or real,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll see you when I get there,
Know your enemies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What does life mean without death?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,