What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 23:58
What does life mean without death?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why do good-looking men date homely women?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What's wrong with white women?
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
I seen it all in my short life
How far does good behavior take you in a prison?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Mothership alien sorceress
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
How do I come out as queer to my best friend in a funny and stupid way?
“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'”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Apple Knows AI Isn’t What People Really Want, but It Can’t Say That - Gizmodo
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Measles case confirmed in Johnson Co. - KCRG
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'll see you when I get there,
Why did my ex replace me so fast?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Gangbangers that spit slang
Soldier with the gas-mask
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The other one don't understand me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“…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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I never knew my life mattered”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Movin objects mentally
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Know your enemies
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If it ain't
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
No smile is genuine or real,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Me and my peeps is all trife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',