What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 00:00
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I never knew my life mattered”
Why do very skinny girls get more male attention if it is true that men like curves?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Are there any nude pictures of women with big tits?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The other one don't understand me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“…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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What have I done wrong? How can I start over?
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What does life mean without death?
Did another parent ever tell you something about your child that you didn’t know?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
What are some tips for balancing chores, work, and family life as an adult with children?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
What happens to single guys when they get older?
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'll see you when I get there,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What are some questions obviously just asked for sexual gratification?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
No smile is genuine or real,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I do it once, I do it twice,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Movin objects mentally
“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'”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I seen it all in my short life
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Know your enemies