What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 04:23
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Have you ever had your crush reject you, and then later you all dated and married?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
How do you get a teenage boy to care about hygiene?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If sea levels were rising, wouldn't the acreage of coastal salt marshes increase? Are they?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Kquorans, can you please write a story?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Why do I feel like I want to suck a big dick after injecting meth?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If it ain't
If it ain't
Science news this week: Overdue earthquakes and star-shaped brain cells - Live Science
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What is a good tool for product analytics besides Google Analytics?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Movin objects mentally
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I seen it all in my short life
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I never knew my life mattered”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'll see you when I get there,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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'”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Mothership alien sorceress
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The other one don't understand me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gangbangers that spit slang
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
No smile is genuine or real,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
“…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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Three months later we run our own caper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies