What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 02:29
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Is it common for girlfriends to have close male friends who are single and not related to them?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
No smile is genuine or real,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why do I sweat (mostly on face) when I eat usually spicy food?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The other one don't understand me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“…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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Mothership alien sorceress
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
What does life mean without death?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Movin objects mentally
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Know your enemies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I seen it all in my short life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife