What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 07:26
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Mothership alien sorceress
Have you ever accidentally seen your mother-in-law doing something that was private to her?
Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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“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”
“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Inside Sly and the Family Stone’s Great, Lost Live Album - Rolling Stone
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
How do you view men and women who cheat?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
Me and my peeps is all trife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll see you when I get there,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The other one don't understand me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
What does life mean without death?
No smile is genuine or real,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I seen it all in my short life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I never knew my life mattered”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If it ain't
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Three months later we run our own caper,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I do it once, I do it twice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“…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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Know your enemies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,