What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 06:52
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Soldier with the gas-mask
Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
How can I get a girlfriend? I am 26.
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why does my penis look like a mushroom when it gets big?
“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”
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What does life mean without death?
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
When does a woman know she is cumming?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love 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
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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Gangbangers that spit slang
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If it ain't
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Why do people think Mirko is boring in My Hero Academia?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The other one don't understand me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I seen it all in my short life
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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'”
Movin objects mentally
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“…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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
No smile is genuine or real,
Mothership alien sorceress
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I never knew my life mattered”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Know your enemies
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century