What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 10:21
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
What does life mean without death?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Is it considered rude to comment on someone's weight? Is it simply stating a fact?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Can you recommend a simple song with an awesome solo? What makes the solo stand out?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Have you ever answered your door in lingerie?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why do black people prefer thick, curvy women?
“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”
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
The other one don't understand me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What is the most gay experience with your dad?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What do porn stars do when they get old?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why am I always so tired and I don't eat enough?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
I do it once, I do it twice,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'll see you when I get there,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Me and my peeps is all trife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“…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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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'”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Movin objects mentally
Know your enemies
“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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
No smile is genuine or real,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Gangbangers that spit slang
I seen it all in my short life
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,