What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 14:31
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Why do guys have better skin than women even though women use more product?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
James Webb Space Telescope unveils fiery origins of a distant, hellish exoplanet - Space
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
How far does good behavior take you in a prison?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Show 1433: What Are the Hidden Dangers in the Air We Breathe? - The People's Pharmacy
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
What sexual experience did you have at a highway rest area?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I seen it all in my short life
Me and my peeps is all trife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Are judges being lenient on hard criminals?
“…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”
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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
What's your review of the movie Poor Things?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Witness testifies that Diddy dangled her over a balcony - BBC
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Know your enemies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Who designed our DNA structure?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Movin objects mentally
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll see you when I get there,
No smile is genuine or real,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The other one don't understand me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Soldier with the gas-mask
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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 gear now has sex appeal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What does life mean without death?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke