What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 00:32
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gangbangers that spit slang
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Is it wise to SECRETLY expose a narcissist by telling others that he/she is a covert narcissist?
I never knew my life mattered”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
How did Nickelback gain a large fan base despite criticism of their music?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Is the Trump-Zelenskyy meeting a preview of what the US is going to do to Taiwan?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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'”
“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”
Can I know a love story of a medical student?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Movin objects mentally
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Is it painful for men to wear bras, panties, and tampons?
If it ain't
I'll see you when I get there,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Why didn't Taylor Swift do Taylor Swift (Taylors version)?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Are landlords allowed to make unreasonable requests?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I do it once, I do it twice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
What does life mean without death?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“…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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Mothership alien sorceress
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
No smile is genuine or real,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I seen it all in my short life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Know your enemies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',