What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 01:34
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
What do you think about a sister's love?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
How can MeTV Toons compete with other national broadcast TV networks?
Soldier with the gas-mask
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What are some signs that a therapist may have poor boundaries with their clients?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Movin objects mentally
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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Who designed our DNA structure?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If it ain't
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why did Obito, a supposed "bad person," do good things for Kakashi?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What do you do when your family doesn’t care about you?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Do married men know when their wives are having affairs?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
What sexual experience did you have at a highway rest area?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
How do you know if your husband loves you truly and deeply?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
No smile is genuine or real,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Why would my ex block me after I blocked him?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll see you when I get there,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Know your enemies
I do it once, I do it twice,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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'”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The other one don't understand me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I seen it all in my short life
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gangbangers that spit slang
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Mothership alien sorceress
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What does life mean without death?
Me and my peeps is all trife
I never knew my life mattered”
If it ain't
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“…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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”