What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 12:23
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why do we exist, and why are we conscious?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If it ain't
Soldier with the gas-mask
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Has anyone shared his wife with a friend? How was it?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Mothership alien sorceress
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I seen it all in my short life
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Gangbangers that spit slang
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What does life mean without death?
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
No smile is genuine or real,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Movin objects mentally
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
“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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Know your enemies
“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'”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'll see you when I get there,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I do it once, I do it twice,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The other one don't understand me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I never knew my life mattered”
“…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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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 there's steak with the beans and rice,