What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 09:21
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why did lobsters evolve bright colors if they are neither poisonous nor venomous?
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Have you ever witnessed political correctness harm someone?
If it ain't
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Why do flat Earthers exist? Why can’t I see the Sun at night? Is it because Earth is not flat?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Know your enemies
Why do people with trauma easily recognize other people with trauma through eye contact?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I seen it all in my short life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What do you remember that 95% of us have forgotten?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What can I do to deal with disrespectful children?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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I'll see you when I get there,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I never knew my life mattered”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust 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”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Three months later we run our own caper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
No smile is genuine or real,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Movin objects mentally
Who designed our DNA structure?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
The other one don't understand me,
Mothership alien sorceress
What does life mean without death?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“…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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you