What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 15:45
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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What does life mean without death?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Movin objects mentally
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I never knew my life mattered”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Do leftists understand why young men are becoming more right-wing?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Mothership alien sorceress
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I seen it all in my short life
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
No smile is genuine or real,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Know your enemies
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“…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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Who designed our DNA structure?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If it ain't
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I do it once, I do it twice,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I'll see you when I get there,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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'”