What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 06:34
Soldier with the gas-mask
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I want to have anal sex, but my wife refuses. What do I do?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who was the guy that had sex with the AIDS monkey?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
How do I get over a long-term relationship breakup?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Me and my peeps is all trife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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I seen it all in my short life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Movin objects mentally
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
How do I run away? I'm 15 and live in Oklahoma.
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
What does life mean without death?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“…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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If it ain't
Know your enemies
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'll see you when I get there,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Gangbangers that spit slang
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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'”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve 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”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life