What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 01:00
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Why do only ugly women like me on Tinder? Is it because I'm an ugly man?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
We white women don't like white men. Do you have any issue with that?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I never knew my life mattered”
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
Mothership alien sorceress
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
What is it like to be the slave in a mistress-slave relationship?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Movin objects mentally
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Why is it difficult to get a job?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Why do some people dislike Gilmore girls?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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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?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If it ain't
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
The other one don't understand me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Soldier with the gas-mask
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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 career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“…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”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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,
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,
No smile is genuine or real,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What does life mean without death?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Who designed our DNA structure?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I seen it all in my short life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I do it once, I do it twice,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Me and my peeps is all trife
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,