What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 02:51
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What does life mean without death?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
When was the first time your wife had beastiality?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'll see you when I get there,
Know your enemies
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What are some ways to get sweaty before a concert?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Who designed our DNA structure?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I never knew my life mattered”
What is your opinion about homosexuality? Do you think that it is by nature or a choice?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
No smile is genuine or real,
How do you emotionally react to when others seem to feel sorry for you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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Gangbangers that spit slang
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Mothership alien sorceress
When Chinese people see my pets, will they think of it as their food?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Movin objects mentally
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I seen it all in my short life
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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 sister's cute but she got no gear,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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'”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“…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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The other one don't understand me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If it ain't
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”