What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 16.06.2025 03:17
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why do flat Earthers exist? Why can’t I see the Sun at night? Is it because Earth is not flat?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Mothership alien sorceress
Know your enemies
What's your take on Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind? How has it affected you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What is the estimated number of people with an extra X chromosome?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Is it true that in 2028 there will be a new AIDS variant that will wipe out all the LBGTQ+ people?
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Is The Last of Us Part 2 really as woke as people say it is?
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“…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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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'”
When was the last time you had sex with someone much older than yourself?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
What are some cool confidence hacks?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The other one don't understand me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll see you when I get there,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I never knew my life mattered”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I seen it all in my short life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What does life mean without death?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I do it once, I do it twice,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Movin objects mentally
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Who designed our DNA structure?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,