What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 00:28

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