What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 12:25
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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The other one don't understand me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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'”
Gangbangers that spit slang
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If babies could write, what questions would they ask on Quora?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Is there an MBTI personality that is more or less likely to handle stress?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Do women like men who have slept with many women?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If it ain't
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Do all you people that took the "jab" feel lied to yet?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“…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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
No smile is genuine or real,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Who designed our DNA structure?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
I do it once, I do it twice,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'll see you when I get there,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Know your enemies
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What does life mean without death?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Mothership alien sorceress
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I never knew my life mattered”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you