What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 06:55

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