What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 08:29
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Why do companies cull employees during financial downturns without saying so?
I seen it all in my short life
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Any straight men had a gay experience in the past? What was it and how did you feel?
The other one don't understand me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
How does it feel to watch your wife get fucked hard?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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I'll see you when I get there,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If it ain't
What is your analysis of Walter White from Breaking Bad?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
What was your best unexpected reunion with your childhood best friend?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If it ain't
Is the Shia claim true that Imam Ali was born inside the Kaaba?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I do it once, I do it twice,
No smile is genuine or real,
“…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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Who designed our DNA structure?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Me and my peeps is all trife
Soldier with the gas-mask
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I never knew my life mattered”
What does life mean without death?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Know your enemies
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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'”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,