What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 02:53
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Why am I so tired of seeing homeless people all over the place?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If it ain't
If there exists a “New York of Australia”, is it Sydney or Melbourne?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Vero beatae repudiandae excepturi hic quia tenetur.
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Consequatur corporis quos perspiciatis tenetur vel totam.
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Why do flat Earthers exist? Why can’t I see the Sun at night? Is it because Earth is not flat?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“…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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Why should you never do drugs? Will this story absolutely shock you?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'll see you when I get there,
Mothership alien sorceress
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
Know your enemies
Gangbangers that spit slang
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I seen it all in my short life
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
No smile is genuine or real,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Movin objects mentally
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The other one don't understand me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I never knew my life mattered”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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'”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Three months later we run our own caper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
What does life mean without death?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife