What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 07:36

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