What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 00:06
Movin objects mentally
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Is sunscreen toxic? The UV truthers on the internet sure think so. - The Boston Globe
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
How do I get a white man for a serious relationship?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Know your enemies
Why is social media so anti-fee speech, and have they become total BS?
I never knew my life mattered”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Gangbangers that spit slang
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Which animal has the best sense of smell? - Live Science
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Mothership alien sorceress
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Why climbing the stairs can be good for your body and brain - BBC
What does life mean without death?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If it ain't
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If it ain't
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“…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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Soldier with the gas-mask
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Who designed our DNA structure?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
No smile is genuine or real,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,