What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 01:45
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Is LGBTQ destroying the world?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
No smile is genuine or real,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Movin objects mentally
Who designed our DNA structure?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What should I expect after a BBL surgery?
If it ain't
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I seen it all in my short life
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“…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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What does life mean without death?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Gangbangers that spit slang
Soldier with the gas-mask
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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'”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If it ain't
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Mothership alien sorceress
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The other one don't understand me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,