What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 18:24
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
What causes you to be tired all the time and major headaches?
Three months later we run our own caper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Mothership alien sorceress
How do people break a narcissist man's ego?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I can not sleep. what is the problem?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Why are Boomers so vehemently opposed to student loan forgiveness?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Do Republicans give permission to Democrats to vote for any candidate except for Kamala Harris?
I'll see you when I get there,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What should I do if a girl whom I love asks me to be her friend?
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Why are Indians so influenced by the Western culture, when the Indian tradition has so much to give?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What does life mean without death?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Are there really people who still believe the Earth is flat?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Know your enemies
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The other one don't understand me,
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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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'”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Movin objects mentally
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I do it once, I do it twice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“…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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
No smile is genuine or real,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If it ain't
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I never knew my life mattered”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I seen it all in my short life
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”