What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 08:42
What does life mean without death?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Why did the Soviet Jews hate the Soviet Union?
“…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,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
How much should one budget to travel for 1 month generally?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why do people with trauma easily recognize other people with trauma through eye contact?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
A traveler infected with measles flew into Miami. What are the next steps? - Miami Herald
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why do humans sweat while stressed?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If it ain't
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Why do people always talk about Ohio as it's a dangerous city?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'm pretty sure that my dog is transgender, how would I go about transitioning it?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Me and my peeps is all trife
What are some ways to drive women crazy while many men don't know?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'll see you when I get there,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
No smile is genuine or real,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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'”
If it ain't
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
The other one don't understand me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I never knew my life mattered”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Movin objects mentally
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Three months later we run our own caper,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I seen it all in my short life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Know your enemies
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger