What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 02:17
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Why do people stay in cults after they have joined?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Know your enemies
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Why was the rock band Kiss so successful?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What causes you to be tired all the time and major headaches?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I never knew my life mattered”
Is it possible to become homeless after being released from jail or prison in the United States?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What's an uncomfortable truth you've learned to accept?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
No smile is genuine or real,
What would be the lowest score with 9 strikes and no gutter balls?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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'”
What is the best sex you have ever had (in detail)?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Me and my peeps is all trife
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Movin objects mentally
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Why do I sweat so much at the gym?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Three months later we run our own caper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What does life mean without death?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll see you when I get there,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I seen it all in my short life
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If it ain't
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“…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”
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Mothership alien sorceress
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,