What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 03:00

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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I seen it all in my short life
What does life mean without death?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
What should I do if a girl whom I love asks me to be her friend?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Know your enemies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
In what ways Indian parents are destroying their children's life?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Is it possible to revive a dead person in real life with black magic?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
What is the reason for writing X^2 as XX instead of X*X?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I never knew my life mattered”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If it ain't
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Movin objects mentally
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Mothership alien sorceress
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The other one don't understand me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Me and my peeps is all trife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Who designed our DNA structure?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I do it once, I do it twice,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“…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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll see you when I get there,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',