What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 13:12
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why do many women like tall men?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
What does life mean without death?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Is crossdressing being a transvestite?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What was the worst decision you ever did?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Movin objects mentally
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What do you think of the Quora group "It's Ok to Be White" for people who are proud of being white?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
No smile is genuine or real,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Why does everyone hate Ed Sheeran so much?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Know your enemies
“…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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
How do I deal with autistic burnout/meltdown/shutdown when cooking?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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'll see you when I get there,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Soldier with the gas-mask
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I seen it all in my short life
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
“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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Mothership alien sorceress
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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'”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Me and my peeps is all trife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I do it once, I do it twice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The other one don't understand me,
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I never knew my life mattered”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,