What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 03.07.2025 04:38
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Mothership alien sorceress
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Know your enemies
Gangbangers that spit slang
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why does my vagina and around my butthole itch? I don't have weird discharge and I'm still a virgin.
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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'”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What techniques can be used to sing like Freddie Mercury if one is unable to hit high notes?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The other one don't understand me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
“…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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
What does life mean without death?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Movin objects mentally
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
No smile is genuine or real,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'll see you when I get there,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I never knew my life mattered”
“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 wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Three months later we run our own caper,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Me and my peeps is all trife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I seen it all in my short life
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,