What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 20:32
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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 seen it all in my short life
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Know your enemies
What pet would you strongly not recommend?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Why does Islam give a bad vibe?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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 is the world male-dominated?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What type of sex do women prefer, oral, anal, or vaginal?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What does it mean when we dream about demons, ghosts, monsters, etc.?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Three months later we run our own caper,
The other one don't understand me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
If it ain't
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I never knew my life mattered”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“…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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Mothership alien sorceress
No smile is genuine or real,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What does life mean without death?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Movin objects mentally
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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'”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,