What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 00:13
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Is it okay for a wife who comes home from a date to tell her husband what she did?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
No smile is genuine or real,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What is your review of Hartley`s High School, Kolkata?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why is Roblox so laggy it’s unplayable? My computer is fine and the internet is great.
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What are the psychological reasons behind an extreme obsession with another human being?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Are there girls here who like group sex?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'll see you when I get there,
How do you emotionally react to when others seem to feel sorry for 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
The other one don't understand me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
🌿🌻Why are Meghan and Harry not treated like royalty in the United States anymore?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Is the saying "nice guys finish last" true? Can good intentions always lead to positive outcomes?
“…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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
How do you cope when your mother doesn't love you?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I seen it all in my short life
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Know your enemies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Three months later we run our own caper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What does life mean without death?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Mothership alien sorceress
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it