What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 16.06.2025 02:15

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Why did my ex-narcissist move so fast with his new supply marriage engagement moving in, etc.?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What are the psychological reasons behind an extreme obsession with another human being?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Should India conduct another air strike to attack Pakistan over the Pahalgam attack?
“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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Why is the Middle East prone to terrorism?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Mondo Duplantis breaks pole vault world record for 12th time - NBC Sports
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
How much stronger is an average man than an average woman?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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”
The other one don't understand me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My blog is new. I need 10 article posts for my blog. How much should I pay for it?
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Do married men know when their wives are having affairs?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Movin objects mentally
What's your favourite porn video to jerk off to?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Know your enemies
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If it ain't
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Mothership alien sorceress
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Who designed our DNA structure?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“…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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I seen it all in my short life
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
No smile is genuine or real,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'll see you when I get there,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If it ain't
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What does life mean without death?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I never knew my life mattered”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gangbangers that spit slang