What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 01:02
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The FCC is cracking down on EchoStar’s deployment of 5G. - The Verge
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Turning the Red Planet green? It's time to take terraforming Mars seriously, scientists say - Space
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Vikings are worried about J.J. McCarthy (if you ignore everything they've said) - The Viking Age
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I do it once, I do it twice,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
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“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'”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Reveal alien tribal culture,
In the last 500 years, have there been civilizations whose cruelty matched that of Nazi Germany?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“…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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If Jesus was crucified by Governor Pontius Pilate, why does the Quran deny his death?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I seen it all in my short life
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What does life mean without death?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The other one don't understand me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I never knew my life mattered”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I'll see you when I get there,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Know your enemies
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
No smile is genuine or real,