What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 26.06.2025 19:29
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Who designed our DNA structure?
How do I find a transgender girlfriend?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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I'll see you when I get there,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Why do Muslims invade Western society?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
How can a small local business with no marketing budget use social media to attract more customers?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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The other one don't understand me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
How does it feel to be in a marriage without any love?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gangbangers that spit slang
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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 Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“…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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I never knew my life mattered”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What does life mean without death?
Know your enemies
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,