What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 06:00
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why do I feel worthless most of the time?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In what circumstances might a chaperone be appropriate for a medical examination?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I do it once, I do it twice,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why do you think it is bad to allow people to self-identify as a different gender?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Movin objects mentally
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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If it ain't
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
No smile is genuine or real,
Why is there so much hate against black people?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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What was the worst decision you ever did?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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Mothership alien sorceress
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
How can I fall asleep fast at night?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The other one don't understand 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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Three months later we run our own caper,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What does life mean without death?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Soldier with the gas-mask
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll see you when I get there,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I never knew my life mattered”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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'”
“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”
Know your enemies
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gangbangers that spit slang
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I seen it all in my short life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Me and my peeps is all trife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,