What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 02:41
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Is it okay or problematic to be both Black and gay in society in the 21st century?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The other one don't understand me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Can you share a story of someone who had a lucky experience while hitchhiking?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
What do you do when you are struggling to fall asleep?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Are fanservice-y characters (i.e. Lara Croft, Tifa Lockhart) immediately bad?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
How did it feel when experiencing gay sex for the first?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Know your enemies
Why do atheists want to see God so badly?
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Are there any guys, crossdressers, or transgender girls here who wear tampons?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
She Spotted a Detail in a Photo and Knew Immediately—Her Marriage Was Over - Jason Deegan
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What methods do private investigators use to investigate someone in real life?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If it ain't
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I never knew my life mattered”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What does life mean without death?
“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'”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“…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”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Movin objects mentally
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I seen it all in my short life
Soldier with the gas-mask
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll see you when I get there,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I do it once, I do it twice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
No smile is genuine or real,
Mothership alien sorceress