What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 16.06.2025 06:22
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Have you ever had sex with your mother-in-law? If so, how was it and did your wife ever find out?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Movin objects mentally
The other one don't understand me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
How do you emotionally react to when others seem to feel sorry for you?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I seen it all in my short life
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
What did your sister do to you that you can never forget?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Mothership alien sorceress
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
No smile is genuine or real,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Me and my peeps is all trife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
What is the best way to get revenge on people who hurt you?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Is depression a cause for always feeling tired?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Mario Kart World 150cc Knockout Tour guide – how to easily win - Nintendo Everything
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“…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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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'”
“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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
I'll see you when I get there,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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 it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Know your enemies
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues