What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 05:07
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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'”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What thing happened to you as a child that you haven’t let go of to this day?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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Me and my peeps is all trife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Will friendly dogs protect their owners?
“…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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What’s the best local food you’ve ever tried while traveling?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The other one don't understand me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What is an appropriate response to someone saying "merci" in French?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
What are some small, random things that annoy you to no end?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I never knew my life mattered”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What does life mean without death?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I seen it all in my short life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Movin objects mentally
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Mothership alien sorceress
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dead astronauts, pyramids
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'll see you when I get there,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Soldier with the gas-mask
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Know your enemies
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If it ain't