What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 16:39
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I seen it all in my short life
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why do men cheat on their wives with someone extremely unattractive?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why is that Hag Hillary Clinton so quiet these days? She is the dog that isn't barking
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What are some cute stories with your crush?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Neanderthals Spread Across Asia With Surprising Speed—and Now We Know How - Gizmodo
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Know your enemies
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If there exists a “New York of Australia”, is it Sydney or Melbourne?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Why do I get stressed when I go to bed?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Three months later we run our own caper,
No smile is genuine or real,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The other one don't understand me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What does life mean without death?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Mothership alien sorceress
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Me and my peeps is all trife
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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”
“…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'll see you when I get there,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife