What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 03:21
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll see you when I get there,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Three months later we run our own caper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
How do people break a narcissist man's ego?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Is the Shia claim true that Imam Ali was born inside the Kaaba?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I seen it all in my short life
Do you regret being married to your current wife?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Why do women consider 80% of men as unattractive?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I never knew my life mattered”
I do it once, I do it twice,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The sun's poles have flipped. A spacecraft is watching what happens next. - Mashable
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Know your enemies
“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'”
Why do I feel so lazy every time I get into my room?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The other one don't understand me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Me and my peeps is all trife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Mothership alien sorceress
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Movin objects mentally
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
No smile is genuine or real,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“…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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If it ain't
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,