What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 08:03
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What are some best sources of great porn?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'll see you when I get there,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
What is the most gay experience with your dad?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
When will dating stop being so hard for Gen Z?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why do flat-Earthers think the Earth is flat?
Mothership alien sorceress
Movin objects mentally
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
New species of dinosaur discovered that 'rewrites' T.rex family tree - BBC
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Is it possible to become homeless after being released from jail or prison in the United States?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The other one don't understand me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who designed our DNA structure?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If it ain't
“…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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I never knew my life mattered”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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'”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Know your enemies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
What does life mean without death?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If it ain't
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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 seen it all in my short life
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Gangbangers that spit slang
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Soldier with the gas-mask
No smile is genuine or real,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,