What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 07:41

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

“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 aren't there any Indian girls married to Chinese guys but Chinese girls married to Indian guys?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Mothership alien sorceress

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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

“…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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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'”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

If it ain't

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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

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If it ain't

I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Three months later we run our own caper,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

I never knew my life mattered”

The other one don't understand me,

“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

What does life mean without death?

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Movin objects mentally

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Know your enemies

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I do it once, I do it twice,

My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

Soldier with the gas-mask

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

Who designed our DNA structure?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

Gangbangers that spit slang

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

I seen it all in my short life

I'll see you when I get there,

No smile is genuine or real,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,