What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 00:18
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Why do men say women hit the wall at 24?
No smile is genuine or real,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
Why am I sweating so much at night even though my room is really cold?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
What do you think of Obito Uchiha?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Have you ever forcibly sucked someone’s dick?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What are 5 ways that can be done by the community to improve the public transport system?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I do it once, I do it twice,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What are the best items to buy from a furniture shop?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Is it okay for a wife who comes home from a date to tell her husband what she did?
I seen it all in my short life
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
How does growing up in chaos affect a child as they become an adult?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“…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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gangbangers that spit slang
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Soldier with the gas-mask
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I never knew my life mattered”
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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'”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Mothership alien sorceress
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What does life mean without death?
The other one don't understand me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Know your enemies
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,