What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 01:16
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
As it happened: GC showdown in the high mountains at stage 7 of Critérium du Dauphiné - Cyclingnews
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What made you feel satisfied about your life today?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Yuen: When cancer struck a second time, she found ‘euphoria’ - Star Tribune
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
No smile is genuine or real,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The nine-armed octopus and the oddities of the cephalopod nervous system - Ars Technica
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Brad Pitt and Tim Cook surprise fans at Apple Fifth Avenue ahead of ‘F1 The Movie’ release - 9to5Mac
I'll see you when I get there,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jets from black holes J1405+0415 and J1610+1811 - BBC Sky at Night Magazine
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Don’t Try Flying With Erewhon Sunflower Seeds - The Cut
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Why did you put a guy’s dick in your mouth the first time?
I seen it all in my short life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do it once, I do it twice,
Has the current political environment caused Canadians to cancel trips to the United States?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Switch, Xbox, and the portable future of games - The Verge
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Is it possible for the U.S. government to get rid of the constitution for national safety?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
What are the defining characteristics of woke liberals and conservatives in the United States?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What do feminists mean when they say they want to ‘normalize’ menstruation and its discussion?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Three months later we run our own caper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What does life mean without death?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“…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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If it ain't
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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,
Mothership alien sorceress
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The other one don't understand me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Know your enemies
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Movin objects mentally
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I never knew my life mattered”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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'”
“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 very next day while I'm off to class,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”