What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 01:23

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why aren't you a Trump supporter?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I gave him everything. He said he loved me. Why?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why is my Whirlpool fridge not cooling but the freezer works? What is the solution?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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 sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The other one don't understand me,
What should a young woman do to control sagging breasts?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Mothership alien sorceress
What do porn stars do when they get old?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Why does TikTok allow porn stars in its platform? Isn't it aimed at teenagers?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I seen it all in my short life
Would you date a Muslim guy? Why/why not?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Movin objects mentally
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Hello I am 17 year old boy and I am interested in transgender why?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Gangbangers that spit slang
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What does life mean without death?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I never knew my life mattered”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“…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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'll see you when I get there,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Three months later we run our own caper,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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'”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,