What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 03:36
What does life mean without death?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Alan Turing's iconic paper on a 'universal computing machine' goes up for auction - Live Science
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Aut perferendis voluptatibus eum sapiente officiis est explicabo itaque.
Movin objects mentally
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
How many boxes 600 x 400 x 200 go into a 20ft container?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Who are your 10 best visuals in K-pop?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Drug deaths plummet among young Americans as fentanyl carnage eases - NPR
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll see you when I get there,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who designed our DNA structure?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I seen it all in my short life
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“…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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
No smile is genuine or real,
The other one don't understand me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
“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'”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Me and my peeps is all trife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I never knew my life mattered”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,