What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 12:08
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
HBO and CNN owner Warner Bros Discovery to split in two - BBC
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who was most disrespectful today, Zelensky, Trump, or Vance? Give examples.
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why are your TikTok videos getting low views?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Sit non et voluptatem consequatur possimus corporis omnis eaque.
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What is one fantasy you have never told anyone about but really want to do?
Mothership alien sorceress
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Mya Lesnar, daughter to WWE legend Brock Lesnar, wins national title in shot put - ESPN
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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'”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do it once, I do it twice,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Know your enemies
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I seen it all in my short life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I never knew my life mattered”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
The other one don't understand me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“…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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
No smile is genuine or real,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,