What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 11:12
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'll see you when I get there,
The other one don't understand me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Are there girls here who like group sex?
Mothership alien sorceress
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What are the challenges associated with the birth narratives of Jesus?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
No smile is genuine or real,
What is the cost of implementing synchronized traffic lights in a mid-sized city?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Is it true that all men want a woman who looks like an Instagram “model”?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Why do some straight men enjoy wearing women's lingerie?
Movin objects mentally
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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'”
Why do you think it is bad to allow people to self-identify as a different gender?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Gangbangers that spit slang
What does life mean without death?
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I do it once, I do it twice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I seen it all in my short life
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If it ain't
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Know your enemies
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,