What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 04:09
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Do flat Earthers really exist? Why do they believe the Earth is flat?
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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Know your enemies
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
No smile is genuine or real,
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
What happened to your school bully?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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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,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Movin objects mentally
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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'”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll see you when I get there,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Three months later we run our own caper,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“…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 it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
The other one don't understand me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I never knew my life mattered”
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
What does life mean without death?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I do it once, I do it twice,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I seen it all in my short life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies