What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 00:55
“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'”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Me and my peeps is all trife
How good do you sing and how do you know this?
I'll see you when I get there,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“…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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Movin objects mentally
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Can someone write me a sex story?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What does life mean without death?
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I've written three books, but I haven't been able to promote them yet. What should I do?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
What happen if all of a sudden a movie star decides to quit acting?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The other one don't understand me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
How does Taylor Swift make sure that she doesn’t show her uterus to her audience and fans?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I seen it all in my short life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
No smile is genuine or real,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Soldier with the gas-mask
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Know your enemies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Mothership alien sorceress
If it ain't
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?