What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 15:39
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gangbangers that spit slang
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Three months later we run our own caper,
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'”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'll see you when I get there,
Why is Roblox so laggy it’s unplayable? My computer is fine and the internet is great.
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Have you ever been humiliated in front of a group of girls and enjoyed it?
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What kind of lights would you like to use for your home decor?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Who designed our DNA structure?
—— which songs do certain kuorans remind you of?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
The other one don't understand me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do it once, I do it twice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
No smile is genuine or real,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Me and my peeps is all trife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If it ain't
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
What does life mean without death?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“…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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Movin objects mentally
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Mothership alien sorceress
Know your enemies
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If it ain't
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Soldier with the gas-mask
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,