What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 00:29
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What is it like to wear a kilt?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What does life mean without death?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
Why did the USA stick their noses in Ukraine's business? They wanted to be neutral for so long.
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
What are the best sunscreens for oily acne prone skin?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
N95 Masks And Air Purifiers: Wildfire Smoke Protection - The Weather Channel
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Movin objects mentally
Why is Trump so disliked worldwide?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What is Palantir? The secretive tech company behind Trump's data collection efforts - Mashable
“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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Do women really cheat more than men?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
No smile is genuine or real,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Three months later we run our own caper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Know your enemies
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“…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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
The other one don't understand me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Soldier with the gas-mask
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke