What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 06:12
I'll see you when I get there,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Who designed our DNA structure?
If you could go back and rewrite the Legend of Korra, what would you change, and why?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
What are the strangest parts of The Bible?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Is heroin really as good as people say it is?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
How likely is it to make a living out of being a window cleaner in a Nordic country?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I never knew my life mattered”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What are some funny and smart quotes?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What story do you have involving a public restroom?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What does life mean without death?
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”
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Know your enemies
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“…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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The other one don't understand me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Me and my peeps is all trife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If it ain't
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Mothership alien sorceress
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Movin objects mentally
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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'”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I seen it all in my short life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life