What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 01:18
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I never knew my life mattered”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“…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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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“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'”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
What are some reasons why men may not want to date a woman who can pay her own bills?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Is it possible to become homeless after being released from jail or prison in the United States?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Does believing in God and Satan cause schizophrenia?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
Movin objects mentally
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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
How did it feel to take your first gay BBC?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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
Three months later we run our own caper,
Know your enemies
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I do it once, I do it twice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
No smile is genuine or real,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'll see you when I get there,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The other one don't understand me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Mothership alien sorceress
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What does life mean without death?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Soldier with the gas-mask