What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 02:49
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
What is the scariest thing that ever happened in your life?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What the early "F1" movie reviews are saying ahead of New York premiere - Motorsport.com
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
No smile is genuine or real,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
How did Madri, mother of Nakula and Sahadeva die?
“…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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If it ain't
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I never knew my life mattered”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The other one don't understand me,
Does the Lil Wayne song ‘Lollipop’ refers to a Lollipop sweet or a metaphor?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
What is your favourite true story to tell at a party?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What does life mean without death?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Movin objects mentally
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Know your enemies
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Mothership alien sorceress
“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I seen it all in my short life
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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'll see you when I get there,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Gangbangers that spit slang
If it ain't
“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”
“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'”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,