What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 02:13
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Mothership alien sorceress
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Me and my peeps is all trife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If you caught a shoplifter at your yard sale, how would you handle it?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
How were cows used in ancient India?
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Is it ethical for same-sex couples to raise children?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What does success really mean to you? Is it about happiness, money, or something else?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I seen it all in my short life
Which unexpected celebrity has done a bold or revealing photoshoot?
Three months later we run our own caper,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What have I done wrong? How can I start over?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I never knew my life mattered”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Do people have to be a pastor to baptize?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
How do people break a narcissist man's ego?
The other one don't understand me,
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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I'll see you when I get there,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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If it ain't
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What does life mean without death?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Movin objects mentally
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I do it once, I do it twice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“…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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Know your enemies
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Soldier with the gas-mask
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats