What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 09:10
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Mothership alien sorceress
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Know your enemies
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The other one don't understand me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Shouldn’t there be a short porn platform like TikTok?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
How did my ex move on very fast?
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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 seen it all in my short life
Are there any queer Space Marine Legion in Warhammer 30k or 40k?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What misfortune led to an important discovery?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
What does life mean without death?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“…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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll see you when I get there,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gangbangers that spit slang
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
No smile is genuine or real,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?