What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 06:16
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Why would my nipples hurt when I touch them?
No smile is genuine or real,
Movin objects mentally
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
What was your first gay male experience?
The other one don't understand me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Why would an older small breed dog become obsessive about hygiene?
“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'”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll see you when I get there,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Do you as a gay male enjoy the feeling of getting a penis in your anus?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Has anyone ever really waited that long and gotten a paper check mailed 20 days ago?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Mothership alien sorceress
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If it ain't
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I never knew my life mattered”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I seen it all in my short life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“…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”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Know your enemies
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do it once, I do it twice,
What does life mean without death?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death