What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 07:15
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What does life mean without death?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll see you when I get there,
The ‘inexcusable’ mistake Knicks made again and again in season-ending loss - New York Post
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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 tried the 6-6-6 walking challenge for a week and my step count skyrocketed - Fit&Well
Movin objects mentally
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The other one don't understand me,
How do you leave a relationship when you are still in love?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Pacific sediment cores unlock millions of years of climate history - Earth.com
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gangbangers that spit slang
What is a good habit and what is bad one?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Is it true that most women like alpha males?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why is there so much hate against black people?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Have you ever been forced to undress for money just once?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Mothership alien sorceress
If it ain't
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Midea is recalling its U-shaped air conditioners because of potential mold growth - The Verge
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Know your enemies
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
No smile is genuine or real,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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 think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I seen it all in my short life
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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'”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“…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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,