What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 14:10
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Mothership alien sorceress
Nonreciprocal light speed control achieved using cavity magnonics device - Phys.org
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Is Billie Piper Playing the Doctor or Rose? 5 Theories About ‘Doctor Who’ Twist - TV Insider
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do it once, I do it twice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What are the most meaningful Jewish jokes that reveal insights about Jewish culture?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Apple is on defense at WWDC 2025 - The Verge
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Meloni’s coalition taunts left from the beach as low voter turnout scuppers referendum - politico.eu
If it ain't
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Bruins Hire Former Forward Marco Sturm As New Head Coach - NESN
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
Why men with broken heart syndrome are more likely to die, according to experts - East Idaho News
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'll see you when I get there,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What does life mean without death?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I never knew my life mattered”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Know your enemies
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Three months later we run our own caper,
“…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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I seen it all in my short life
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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'”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,