What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 23:59
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Movin objects mentally
I'll see you when I get there,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I do it once, I do it twice,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I seen it all in my short life
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Is the 4B movement's aggressiveness against men for seeing women as mantelpieces valid?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If it ain't
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
What are some ballbusting stories?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
How do you identify a woman player?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What is the naughtiest fantasy that you've lived out?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I’m running away I live in Indiana what states near by are safe I’m 12 no comments?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Mothership alien sorceress
Courtroom chaos erupts as Diddy supporter disrupts trial - WJAC
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
How good is KIIT school of management at Bhubaneswar?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“…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”
Dejected Joshua Kimmich reacts to Germany’s Nations League defeat - Bavarian Football Works
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
What does life mean without death?
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 there in school, see I'm made a fool,
No smile is genuine or real,
The other one don't understand me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Know your enemies
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Dead astronauts, pyramids
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I never knew my life mattered”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Three months later we run our own caper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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'”
Soldier with the gas-mask
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,