What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 02:32
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What is so great about Jiraiya?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I seen it all in my short life
What should I do to get over a relationship?
If it ain't
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I never knew my life mattered”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who was the actor least deserving of an Academy Award?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
How good is KIIT school of management at Bhubaneswar?
I'll see you when I get there,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Why did Obito, a supposed "bad person," do good things for Kakashi?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Cher’s son Elijah Blue Allman hospitalized after drug overdose: report - Page Six
No smile is genuine or real,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What happens psychologically to a man the first time he gets penetrated anally?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What does life mean without death?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Three months later we run our own caper,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Know your enemies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Movin objects mentally
The other one don't understand me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
Mothership alien sorceress
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Me and my peeps is all trife
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions