What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 01:10
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
What Happens to Your Blood Pressure When You Drink Energy Drinks Every Day? - Verywell Health
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Proposed NASA cuts to space science: “Staggering” - EarthSky
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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'”
Movin objects mentally
Super-magnetic dead star throws a violent temper tantrum as NASA X-ray spacecraft looks on - Space
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dollar Tree raises red flag about unexpected customer behavior - TheStreet
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Costco plans new checkout option members should love - TheStreet
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I never knew my life mattered”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Wastewater is now helping track measles spread around the US - CNN
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The ‘golden summer of cheap flights’: Now’s the time for last-minute deals - CNN
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
Citigroup lifts banking curbs on gun makers and sellers - NBC News
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jac Caglianone and a modern history of left handed sluggers - Royals Review
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
No smile is genuine or real,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I seen it all in my short life
Me and my peeps is all trife
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If it ain't
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'll see you when I get there,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do it once, I do it twice,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Know your enemies
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Gangbangers that spit slang
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Mothership alien sorceress
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“…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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Soldier with the gas-mask
The other one don't understand me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Three months later we run our own caper,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,