What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 06:04
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I never knew my life mattered”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Why does it itch on my vulva, uterus, and sides of my vagina, but it doesn't itch inside the vagina?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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I do it once, I do it twice,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Movin objects mentally
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
No smile is genuine or real,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Gangbangers that spit slang
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who designed our DNA structure?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Soldier with the gas-mask
I seen it all in my short life
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'll see you when I get there,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Mothership alien sorceress
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Know your enemies
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The other one don't understand me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If it ain't
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“…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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
What does life mean without death?
“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”