What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 12:44
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Why do only ugly women like me on Tinder? Is it because I'm an ugly man?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Mothership alien sorceress
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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“…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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I seen it all in my short life
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Me and my peeps is all trife
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
How do police officers feel about the fear they instill into criminals?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why do narcissists avoid talking about the real issues?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What sexual fantasies do you have?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll see you when I get there,
Why do I get spun and then want big fat cocks to suck?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Soldier with the gas-mask
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Who designed our DNA structure?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
What does life mean without death?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Know your enemies
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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'”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I do it once, I do it twice,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Gangbangers that spit slang
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
No smile is genuine or real,
I never knew my life mattered”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it