What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 03:53
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What pleasure do guys get by sucking female breasts?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The other one don't understand me,
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If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Why are some people afraid of monsters?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
What does life mean without death?
I'll see you when I get there,
Why did the Soviet Jews hate the Soviet Union?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What do you do when you are struggling to fall asleep?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I never knew my life mattered”
If it ain't
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 bust the combustion Big Bang,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
What are some good inspirational movies?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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'”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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”
Mothership alien sorceress
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gangbangers that spit slang
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“…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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Me and my peeps is all trife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
No smile is genuine or real,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Three months later we run our own caper,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Movin objects mentally
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Soldier with the gas-mask
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?