What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 26.06.2025 00:02
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Is it possible to permanently quit pornography?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
What is the Replika app, and how does it work?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Overthinking is killing me day-by-day. What should I do?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If it ain't
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why are men so attracted to big breasts?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What does life mean without death?
What is the recommended frequency for using a red light therapy device for skin?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
Who designed our DNA structure?
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Mothership alien sorceress
Why do people with straight hair think curly hair is so easy to take care of?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I seen it all in my short life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Movin objects mentally
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I never knew my life mattered”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'll see you when I get there,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
No smile is genuine or real,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I do it once, I do it twice,
The other one don't understand me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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'”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”