What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 07:05
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What are some tips for a girl with low self-esteem to start dating?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Why does my sister want to have sex with me? What should I do?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Movin objects mentally
Do you remember one day, you put a deep smile on someone's face and made them very happy?
“…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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I seen it all in my short life
Why do I sometimes hear full conversations when I am alone?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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”
Would you let your son wear leggings to school?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The other one don't understand me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
What does it feel like wearing tights?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Do you feel uncomfortable when you come across cross dressers?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
Why do men like BBW? What is the attraction?
What does life mean without death?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Where do high school kids get weed from?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
What are some fun/kinky things to do with your partner?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Which country do you recommend for me to live in, England, the USA, Italy, Spanish, or Austria?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I never knew my life mattered”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Do empaths fall easier for abusive people?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
How do flat Earthers explain the existence of other spherical planets?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I do it once, I do it twice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
If it ain't
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If it ain't
Know your enemies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Three months later we run our own caper,
Mothership alien sorceress
Me and my peeps is all trife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
No smile is genuine or real,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll see you when I get there,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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'”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
But there's no dollars for nothin else,