What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 02:59

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Who designed our DNA structure?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I see ugly guys dating gorgeous, "hot" women all the time. I, too, am not very attractive but I'm not doing well with the ladies. What's their secret?

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

What is it like to date a women 20 years younger than yourself?

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Movin objects mentally

Vero beatae repudiandae excepturi hic quia tenetur.

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Why do I randomly start sweating a lot in public (while waiting in line, in a new class, etc.) then start sweating more because I’m embarrassed that I’m sweating so much? Is this social anxiety?

If it ain't

Me and my peeps is all trife

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

What is the gayest experience you have seen in prison?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

Weight loss connected to nerve cells in the brain, study finds - The Brighter Side of News

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Three months later we run our own caper,

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,

Is Trump the greatest spiritual leader since Jesus?

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

With 2026 World Cup a year away, the USMNT is directionless - Yahoo Sports

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Mothership alien sorceress

Trump’s trade war is bruising Apple — and your 401(k) - CNN

With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

I'll see you when I get there,

“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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

Know your enemies

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

Soldier with the gas-mask

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

If it ain't

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

“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'”

“…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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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”

Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

The other one don't understand me,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Gangbangers that spit slang

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

No smile is genuine or real,

What does life mean without death?

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

I seen it all in my short life

I never knew my life mattered”

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,