What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 02:00
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
What caused North Korea to go poor when at first it was rich?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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'”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“…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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
What would you do if you found out that someone had broken into your home while you were sleeping?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do it once, I do it twice,
What are some reasons why people may fear strong men?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
Do you consider masturbating to porn cheating if you are married?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Why are daughters mean to their mothers?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If it ain't
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
What does life mean without death?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Dead astronauts, pyramids
No smile is genuine or real,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I never knew my life mattered”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Know your enemies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,