What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 01:49
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Is it possible for the U.S. government to get rid of the constitution for national safety?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The other one don't understand me,
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Why is going on a date today so much different than it was when I was young?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Mothership alien sorceress
Who designed our DNA structure?
Which type of physical cable has fastest transmission speed?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
What are some examples of unofficial acts by presidents?
Three months later we run our own caper,
I seen it all in my short life
Gangbangers that spit slang
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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'”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll see you when I get there,
What does life mean without death?
“…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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If it ain't
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Know your enemies
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Movin objects mentally
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I never knew my life mattered”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Dead astronauts, pyramids
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Me and my peeps is all trife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
No smile is genuine or real,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”