What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 12:11
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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I'll see you when I get there,
Mothership alien sorceress
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Me and my peeps is all trife
Why are people nowadays so into anal sex?
Movin objects mentally
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What do porn stars do when they get old?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Why is there no evidence of a multiverse theory?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why am I so unproductive when it's a holiday the next day?
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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What's a memory from your childhood that shaped who you are today?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What do men find attractive in an older woman?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I never knew my life mattered”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
What happens to single guys when they get older?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Know your enemies
The other one don't understand me,
“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'”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I seen it all in my short life
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
What does life mean without death?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gangbangers that spit slang
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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”
“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If it ain't
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;