What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 07:49
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
How do I find a transgender girlfriend?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I never knew my life mattered”
Know your enemies
Why do narcissists keep calling on the phone after years of separation?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
Three months later we run our own caper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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“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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Should parents force their kids to go to school when they are sick?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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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“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
What is your biggest mistake or regret?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
What happens when you have paranoid schizophrenia?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Movin objects mentally
No smile is genuine or real,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Do you think Trump is a bad a$$? Why or why not?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“…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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What does life mean without death?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The other one don't understand me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Mothership alien sorceress
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll see you when I get there,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gangbangers that spit slang
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Me and my peeps is all trife