What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 11:05
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
Movin objects mentally
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll see you when I get there,
What do you like about McDonald's?
“…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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The other one don't understand me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who designed our DNA structure?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Do very hot men ever feel attracted to an ugly woman? Why?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why are people becoming increasingly hostile to pro-lifers? I am pro-life.
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
No smile is genuine or real,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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'”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I never knew my life mattered”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Mothership alien sorceress
I do it once, I do it twice,
Soldier with the gas-mask
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Three months later we run our own caper,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If it ain't
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,