What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 01:32
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
How do I come out as queer to my best friend in a funny and stupid way?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What are 5 ways that can be done by the community to improve the public transport system?
Me and my peeps is all trife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?
“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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why am I so triggered and depressed over a minor thing?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Seattle shop attracts top rock stars seeking vintage guitars - The Seattle Times
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Why are perceived or real slights interpreted as rejections and reality by pwBPD?
“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'”
Gangbangers that spit slang
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
What do porn stars do when they get old?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Soldier with the gas-mask
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If it ain't
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“…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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If it ain't
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who designed our DNA structure?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What does life mean without death?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Mothership alien sorceress
“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,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'll see you when I get there,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I never knew my life mattered”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
No smile is genuine or real,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I seen it all in my short life
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife