What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 14:56
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
How did it feel to take your first gay BBC?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What happens to adults with Down syndrome when their parents can't look after them any more?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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Three months later we run our own caper,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
How would you feel if your girlfriend had dick pics on her phone?
I do it once, I do it twice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I never knew my life mattered”
Why do you think Filipinos are conservatives?
Me and my peeps is all trife
No smile is genuine or real,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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What does life mean without death?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I seen it all in my short life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Mothership alien sorceress
If it ain't
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The other one don't understand me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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'”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“…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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll see you when I get there,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Movin objects mentally
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Know your enemies
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,