What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 05:39
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Gangbangers that spit slang
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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 there's steak with the beans and rice,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Know your enemies
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Quo perferendis neque at temporibus pariatur quis.
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Can you share a story of someone who had a lucky experience while hitchhiking?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
What is the kinkiest thing you and your sex partner have done in bed?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do it once, I do it twice,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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'”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If it ain't
“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”
What does life mean without death?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I seen it all in my short life
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
No smile is genuine or real,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“…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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If it ain't
I'll see you when I get there,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Movin objects mentally
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The other one don't understand me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I never knew my life mattered”