What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 05:04
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I never knew my life mattered”
Movin objects mentally
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Know your enemies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
How long can a marriage survive after a long-term affair?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
No smile is genuine or real,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Is the Democrat party connected with organized crime in America?
Gangbangers that spit slang
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why do men say women hit the wall at 24?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What was Easter day like for you as a child?
“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'”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What does life mean without death?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The other one don't understand me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Mothership alien sorceress
If it ain't
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I seen it all in my short life
Me and my peeps is all trife
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
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“…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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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'll see you when I get there,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Who designed our DNA structure?