What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 01:00
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
How can fashion design be used to make a political statement in popular culture, and society?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Why is it so hard to date nowadays?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Mothership alien sorceress
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Can anyone show a photo with a penis in their anus?
Three months later we run our own caper,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
“…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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What are mean nicknames to call my sister? She is always so mean to me.
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What is an appropriate response to someone saying "merci" in French?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
What are some tips for braiding a woman's hair on a date?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Why did the American's mulberry harbor not hold up after D-Day?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why do some straight men like to suck dick but don't find other males attractive?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Why won't my mom let me come home if I'm homeless?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Do women like men who have slept with many women?
“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 think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I do it once, I do it twice,
The other one don't understand me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Know your enemies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
No smile is genuine or real,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Movin objects mentally
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
If it ain't
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I seen it all in my short life
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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'”
I'll see you when I get there,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
What does life mean without death?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,