What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 03:24
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Who is the beast of Revelation 13?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What are some tips for a girl with low self-esteem to start dating?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
In my experience, British people are fat, ugly and arrogant. Why is it and can it be changed?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why do many women wear sleeveless shirts, more so than men?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Me and my peeps is all trife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
What would be the lowest score with 9 strikes and no gutter balls?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why are daughters mean to their mothers?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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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
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Why do men choose to marry a plain Jane woman over a pretty woman?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Mothership alien sorceress
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I never knew my life mattered”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The other one don't understand me,
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I seen it all in my short life
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Know your enemies
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“…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 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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If it ain't
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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'”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What does life mean without death?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'll see you when I get there,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through