What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 01:48
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I do it once, I do it twice,
What does the Bible say about the Antichrist? How will we know when he arrives on the scene?
Movin objects mentally
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I seen it all in my short life
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What is a good comeback for when someone calls you flat?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why do humans sweat while stressed?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“…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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why does my private parts itch so much during certain periods?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Republicans, why do you support Kamala Harris over Donald Trump?
Mothership alien sorceress
Gangbangers that spit slang
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Why did my bipolar girlfriend split up with me?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Three months later we run our own caper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Why aren't you a Trump supporter?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What does life mean without death?
“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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
No smile is genuine or real,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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'”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If it ain't
I'll see you when I get there,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The other one don't understand me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,