What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 08:00
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
How can someone effectively handle a targeted individual?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I never knew my life mattered”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'll see you when I get there,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why do people see porn pics when they can watch porn videos instead?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why do I keep waking up at 4 AM?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
No smile is genuine or real,
“…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”
What does it feel like when a guy cums in your ass?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What does life mean without death?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I do it once, I do it twice,
Know your enemies
Why do foolish atheists think their strange delusional theories are facts?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry 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'”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why do atheists want to see God so badly?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why is digital marketing important?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Movin objects mentally
Three months later we run our own caper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If it ain't
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I seen it all in my short life
Me and my peeps is all trife
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If it ain't
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Mothership alien sorceress
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The other one don't understand me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”