What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 02:07
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Do you as a gay male enjoy the feeling of getting a penis in your anus?
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why do some men like older women?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gangbangers that spit slang
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
No smile is genuine or real,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The other one don't understand me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What is the difference between heaven and heavens?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Hello I am 17 year old boy and I am interested in transgender why?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why has my ex moved on so fast after years of being together with me?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I do it once, I do it twice,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If it ain't
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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'”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I seen it all in my short life
“…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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Mothership alien sorceress
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Know your enemies
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I never knew my life mattered”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What does life mean without death?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'll see you when I get there,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,