What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 00:13
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“…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 seen it all in my short life
How is sex with a woman for gay men?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What do men like to be given for their birthday?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If it ain't
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Movin objects mentally
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Why is there so much evil in the world?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
How is ChatGPT different from Claude AI or Bard?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
No smile is genuine or real,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Enim eius molestiae qui iste impedit qui voluptatem iste.
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Why do some men like anal sex?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll see you when I get there,
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”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The other one don't understand me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Know your enemies
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Gangbangers that spit slang
What does life mean without death?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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'”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
Three months later we run our own caper,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,