What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 06:51
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Movin objects mentally
Why is Roblox so laggy it’s unplayable? My computer is fine and the internet is great.
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What steps can be taken to track down a scammer and determine their location?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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No smile is genuine or real,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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”
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The other one don't understand me,
Where's the Civil War everyone on the left said would happen?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Why does a narcissist act like it's nothing when they hurt you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What is the reason behind some people wearing trunks instead of speedos when swimming in pools?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“…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”
Why are some people afraid of monsters?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I never knew my life mattered”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If it ain't
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Mothership alien sorceress
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
What does life mean without death?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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'”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I seen it all in my short life
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'll see you when I get there,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”