What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 14:46
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
How can we become the best humans? How can we trust each other?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
In the TV show Supernatural, why is God portrayed as cruel?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
No smile is genuine or real,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Know your enemies
Is the saying "nice guys finish last" true? Can good intentions always lead to positive outcomes?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What is your response when someone says "how may I help you"?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The other one don't understand me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What are some hard truths that MAGA needs to hear?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What is the one thing you don't understand that others do?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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'”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
How can you maintain self-control?
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 very next day while I'm off to class,
If it ain't
When does a man tell a woman he has feelings for her?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If it ain't
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“…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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gangbangers that spit slang
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Mothership alien sorceress
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What does life mean without death?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Movin objects mentally
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I do it once, I do it twice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,