What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 20:35
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'll see you when I get there,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
No smile is genuine or real,
If it ain't
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Three months later we run our own caper,
As a guy, how do you know you if you are considered attractive?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
What is the Replika app, and how does it work?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I seen it all in my short life
How did you become popular in school?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What can anal toys bring to straight men?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I do it once, I do it twice,
How far does good behavior take you in a prison?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Movin objects mentally
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The other one don't understand me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What does life mean without death?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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’,
“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”
“…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”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Know your enemies
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Me and my peeps is all trife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I never knew my life mattered”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Mothership alien sorceress
“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'”
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?