What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 20:14
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What is the general opinion of psychologists on Donald Trump's presidency?
No smile is genuine or real,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Gangbangers that spit slang
What’s the best way to get over someone you love?
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,
How can I handle my distrust and jealousy for my partner?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Can I know a love story of a medical student?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Know your enemies
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Why are American university students fine with sharing a room?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What are some things that children used to wait for, but are no longer common in today's society?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why do most Indian women cuckold or cheat on their husbands?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
What's your favourite porn video to jerk off to?
“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'”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Should transgender Ideology be renamed "Gender Revisionism/Biological Denialism"?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Mothership alien sorceress
The other one don't understand me,
“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If it ain't
“…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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If it ain't
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What does life mean without death?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll see you when I get there,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I seen it all in my short life
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Me and my peeps is all trife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I never knew my life mattered”