What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 06:14
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I do it once, I do it twice,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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Mothership alien sorceress
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What is your most erotic sex story?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The other one don't understand me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
What do you remember that 95% of us have forgotten?
I'll see you when I get there,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What does life mean without death?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Soldier with the gas-mask
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“…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”
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gangbangers that spit slang
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Movin objects mentally
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I seen it all in my short life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
No smile is genuine or real,
Know your enemies
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues