What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 29.06.2025 08:41
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I never knew my life mattered”
The other one don't understand me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll see you when I get there,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Why didn’t Obito confront Kakashi after he witnessed him kill Rin?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Movin objects mentally
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
What is a good alternative to the Nike Zoom Pegasus Turbo for running on asphalt and concrete?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What are some current trends in sci-fi and fantasy literature?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What do you do you do if your motorcycle chain snaps while riding on the highway?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Three months later we run our own caper,
No smile is genuine or real,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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'”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Mothership alien sorceress
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“…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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Me and my peeps is all trife
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I seen it all in my short life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
What does life mean without death?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Know your enemies
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't