What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 00:12
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What factors contributed to The Beatles' bitterness?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What are the pros and cons of arranged marriages?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What is it like to date a women 20 years younger than yourself?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What is your craziest/worst Halloween story?
I'll see you when I get there,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Any straight men had a gay experience in the past? What was it and how did you feel?
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I always feel very tired after I do some exercises, even after a night's sleep. What's the problem?
Mothership alien sorceress
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Three months later we run our own caper,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Why cant I stop thinking about counsellor between sessions?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I seen it all in my short life
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Know your enemies
What does life mean without death?
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'”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Movin objects mentally
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Laser weapons and ecstasy
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I never knew my life mattered”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The other one don't understand me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,