What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 16:55
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Why is the word "democracy" not in the preamble of the US Constitution?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Too often, Black patients get late diagnoses of deadly skin cancer - The Washington Post
No smile is genuine or real,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Why do some people have sex with dogs?
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
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What does life mean without death?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Mothership alien sorceress
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My ex got into a relationship within 2 weeks after a breakup. What should I do?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I do it once, I do it twice,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
What are the best ways to treat seasonal allergies?
I'll see you when I get there,
I never knew my life mattered”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why do people who were very kind and loving once become cold-hearted?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why do creationists ask for proof of evolution and then ignore the answers?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I seen it all in my short life
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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'”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Three months later we run our own caper,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If it ain't
“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 very next day while I'm off to class,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“…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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
Movin objects mentally
Dead astronauts, pyramids
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust 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
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,