What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 01:13
I do it once, I do it twice,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What are some dirty secrets of Indian (Bollywood, etc.) actors and actresses?
I'll see you when I get there,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Does eating bread before bed make you fat? If so, why?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Why do men prefer women below the age of 30?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Why am I sweating so much at night even though my room is really cold?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
No smile is genuine or real,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What is the reason for writing X^2 as XX instead of X*X?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What is a good habit and what is bad one?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Movin objects mentally
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
How do you feel about the impending end of what Donald Trump calls "the Green New scam"?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What is the gayest experience you have seen in prison?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If it ain't
Know your enemies
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
What does life mean without death?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I never knew my life mattered”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If it ain't
“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'”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“…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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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 seen it all in my short life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,