What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 12:23
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Mothership alien sorceress
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The other one don't understand me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What smell will you never forget?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Can you share a story of someone who had a lucky experience while hitchhiking?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Movin objects mentally
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Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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'”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll see you when I get there,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why is my ex mad I moved on when he dumped me?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I never knew my life mattered”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If it ain't
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What does life mean without death?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Who designed our DNA structure?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I seen it all in my short life
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If it ain't
“…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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Know your enemies
Gangbangers that spit slang
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
No smile is genuine or real,