What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 03:12
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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The other one don't understand me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Do you think Japan will have same-sex marriage by 2030?
What does life mean without death?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Why do I sweat so much at the gym?
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Do women like men who have slept with many women?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Me and my peeps is all trife
Why do liberals think it is okay to steal votes while the rest of us obey the law(s)?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If it ain't
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What would you do if you were lost at sea in the Florida Keys?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Can I fix a fridge leak myself, or should I call a pro?
No smile is genuine or real,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Know your enemies
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Mothership alien sorceress
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Movin objects mentally
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I seen it all in my short life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'll see you when I get there,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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”
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I never knew my life mattered”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“…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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,