What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 01:22
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I never knew my life mattered”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What are the differences between promotions and sales?
I'll see you when I get there,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Three months later we run our own caper,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The other one don't understand me,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Know your enemies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Is it possible to become homeless after being released from jail or prison in the United States?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If it ain't
“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'”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“…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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Mothership alien sorceress
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Movin objects mentally
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What does life mean without death?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I seen it all in my short life
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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 sister's cute but she got no gear,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I do it once, I do it twice,