What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 01:39
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Can ringing in the ears be a sign of spiritual awakening?
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
What factors contributed to The Beatles' bitterness?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
United Airlines Flight Attendants Lose Legal Battle Over ‘Reprehensible’ Sickness Policy - PYOK
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What is the most overrated pleasure? Why?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why is the covert narcissist actively avoiding me when they see me everyday?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Soldier with the gas-mask
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'll see you when I get there,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What does life mean without death?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What do you do you do if your motorcycle chain snaps while riding on the highway?
The other one don't understand me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
At what stage in your life did you realize, "No, I can't do this any more" and walk out? Why?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Does believing in God and Satan cause schizophrenia?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Know your enemies
The Louvre, the world’s most-visited museum, shuts down to sound the alarm on mass tourism - PBS
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Movin objects mentally
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
No smile is genuine or real,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Mothership alien sorceress
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“…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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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'”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who designed our DNA structure?