What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:44
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“…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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
What one thing makes someone a very mature person?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Who are the archers in Genesis 49:23?
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;
Three months later we run our own caper,
What are James Potter's flaws?
“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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Can you write a letter to your first love without mentioning his/her name?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If it ain't
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If you could go back and rewrite the Legend of Korra, what would you change, and why?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why are the democrats keep insisting that there are more than two genders?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I never knew my life mattered”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
No smile is genuine or real,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Me and my peeps is all trife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Movin objects mentally
Mothership alien sorceress
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
Know your enemies
Who designed our DNA structure?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I seen it all in my short life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'll see you when I get there,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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'”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What does life mean without death?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies