What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 25.06.2025 06:43
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
No smile is genuine or real,
What was your best revenge story?
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
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“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 wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What is the typical mentality of the Indian society?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What does life mean without death?
I seen it all in my short life
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Soldier with the gas-mask
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
How can I use AI to create custom music to accompany my vocal song or poetry?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What are the differences between promotions and sales?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“…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 I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll see you when I get there,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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'”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Mothership alien sorceress
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I never knew my life mattered”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Movin objects mentally
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Gangbangers that spit slang
The other one don't understand me,