What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 25.06.2025 20:51
Soldier with the gas-mask
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Can I know a love story of a medical student?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Renault CEO and architect of Alpine F1 project stepping down - The Race
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
What happens when you get sick in a country with universal healthcare? What's the process like?
If it ain't
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Mission Control: Eye of the Storm - NASA (.gov)
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll see you when I get there,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Mothership alien sorceress
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The other one don't understand me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Movin objects mentally
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
No smile is genuine or real,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“…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”
“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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
What does life mean without death?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Know your enemies
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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'”
I seen it all in my short life
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,