What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 08:07
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
What is it like to use a Fleshlight?
“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”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Deion Sanders gives update on health issues that have kept him home - New York Post
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Do many women shave their vaginas?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Powerful solar telescope unveils ultra-fine magnetic 'curtains' on the sun's surface - Space
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
What is a good source for finding job candidates?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Scientists Uncover Giant Spiders That Once Terrorized Jurassic Earth - The Daily Galaxy
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What do the Kamala Harris/Tim Walz campaign ads following Taylor Swift's endorsement mean?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Bernadette Peters Responds to Cole Escola's Tony Awards Look With Her Full Chest - Playbill
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The workout supplement becoming more popular outside the gym - WTOP
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I never knew my life mattered”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
No smile is genuine or real,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Movin objects mentally
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll see you when I get there,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Know your enemies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“…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”
“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'”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dead astronauts, pyramids
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Three months later we run our own caper,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Mothership alien sorceress
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The other one don't understand me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What does life mean without death?