What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 00:25
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Elly De La Cruz throws out Javier Baez with mind-boggling 98 mph throw - New York Post
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Can bosses get fired for being too hard on employees?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What happens when you need emergency surgery in countries with universal healthcare vs the US?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Why do narcissists keep calling on the phone after years of separation?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If it ain't
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What is the most memorable thing that happened in your college days?
No smile is genuine or real,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
What do you think is the most powerful line in the song "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien" by Édith Piaf?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
When do you start "growing old"?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Mothership alien sorceress
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
What are the best items to buy from a furniture shop?
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“…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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What does life mean without death?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Soldier with the gas-mask
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The other one don't understand me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'll see you when I get there,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Movin objects mentally
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I seen it all in my short life
“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 sister's cute but she got no gear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I never knew my life mattered”
If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”