What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 08:44
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
What's the gayest thing you have experienced on an only boys sleepover?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
What sexual experience did you have at a highway rest area?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Mothership alien sorceress
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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I seen it all in my short life
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
How does Google Gemini 2.0 work?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“…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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Know your enemies
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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 work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If it ain't
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The other one don't understand me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Me and my peeps is all trife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Three months later we run our own caper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gangbangers that spit slang
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Movin objects mentally
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I never knew my life mattered”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',