What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 07:44
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Tesla’s head of Optimus humanoid robot leaves the ‘$25 trillion’ product behind - Electrek
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
How can I watch porn on TikTok?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
All the ways Apple TV boxes do—and mostly don’t—track you - Ars Technica
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Why do I want to give up on men?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
How did you get to be a leftist?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Why are white women so overly emotional?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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”
I'll see you when I get there,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What does life mean without death?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Mothership alien sorceress
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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'”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gangbangers that spit slang
Movin objects mentally
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I never knew my life mattered”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I seen it all in my short life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The other one don't understand me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“…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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,