What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
16.06.2025 00:03
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'll see you when I get there,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The other one don't understand me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why, after a divorce, would one still want to ruin the other one’s life?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why do most people care so much about what others think? Are they afraid of society norms?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
How to see Mars visit a bright star and the moon this June - Space
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What’s the weirdest phone call you have ever received?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Movin objects mentally
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I seen it all in my short life
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What does life mean without death?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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’,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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'”
Know your enemies
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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 sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
No smile is genuine or real,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who designed our DNA structure?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“…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”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Mothership alien sorceress
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If it ain't
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Gangbangers that spit slang