What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 10:44
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
What is your review of X-Men '97 season 1?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
What are some ballbusting stories?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The other one don't understand me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why do women consider 80% of men as unattractive?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'll see you when I get there,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why am I so tired of seeing homeless people all over the place?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
How do teachers justify punishing a student for fighting back against their bullies?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Is depression a cause for always feeling tired?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Why is there no evidence of a multiverse theory?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If it ain't
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
What does life mean without death?
Know your enemies
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“…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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If it ain't
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I never knew my life mattered”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Three months later we run our own caper,
Movin objects mentally
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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'”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
No smile is genuine or real,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Gangbangers that spit slang
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do it once, I do it twice,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Me and my peeps is all trife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I seen it all in my short life
Mothership alien sorceress
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,