What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 13:17
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Me and my peeps is all trife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What does life mean without death?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Why do I feel bad when I see white girls dating black guys, am I racist?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What is the worst thing your sibling has done?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why do I like to eat my own cum?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What is the dirtiest thing you have witnessed your wife do?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Are miracles real or do they just have natural explanations?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I seen it all in my short life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What is the kinkiest thing you and your sex partner have done in bed?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What would have happened if Shin was a good movie instead of a bad one?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
No smile is genuine or real,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“…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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Three months later we run our own caper,
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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I never knew my life mattered”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Know your enemies
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Mothership alien sorceress
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Soldier with the gas-mask
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
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Movin objects mentally
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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 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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If it ain't
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies