What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:28
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Have you ever had a bad gut feeling about someone and it was right?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What are some ballbusting stories?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
US won't label China a currency manipulator amid tariff war - AP News
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Movin objects mentally
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Tigers Defeat West Virginia, 12-5, to Earn 2025 College World Series Berth - lsusports.net
Gangbangers that spit slang
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why do so many 18 to 29-year-old men struggle in dating?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What are some hard rock or heavy metal bands that are overrated?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Exercise improves colon cancer survival, high-quality trial finds - Ars Technica
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Will Kamala Harris rekindle the business model of sleeping your way to the top?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Me and my peeps is all trife
What would be the lowest score with 9 strikes and no gutter balls?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Laser weapons and ecstasy
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I seen it all in my short life
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Mothership alien sorceress
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If it ain't
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I never knew my life mattered”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“…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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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'”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
No smile is genuine or real,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Know your enemies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The other one don't understand me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries