What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 11:58
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
How might an Indian girl respond to someone saying "I love you"?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What happens to single guys when they get older?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Movin objects mentally
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Does Donald Trump have low self-esteem?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Three months later we run our own caper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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What does life mean without death?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do it once, I do it twice,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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,
Mothership alien sorceress
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I seen it all in my short life
“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'”
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The other one don't understand me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
I'll see you when I get there,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
No smile is genuine or real,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gangbangers that spit slang
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I never knew my life mattered”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Know your enemies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
“…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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Soldier with the gas-mask