What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 11:23
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
No smile is genuine or real,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Can you write a short story with a twist ending?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What is something you'd rate 10/10?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
If it ain't
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
How do people develop stage 4 cancer without noticing until it’s too late?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If it ain't
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Soldier with the gas-mask
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Three months later we run our own caper,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What does life mean without death?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Me and my peeps is all trife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“…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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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'”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I seen it all in my short life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Mothership alien sorceress
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Who designed our DNA structure?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gangbangers that spit slang
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The other one don't understand me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'll see you when I get there,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Know your enemies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Movin objects mentally
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”