What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 03:30
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
No smile is genuine or real,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do it once, I do it twice,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why can't we send flat Earthers to space and show them the shape of Earth?
“…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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why is Hinduism not polytheistic?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Mothership alien sorceress
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'll see you when I get there,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Gangbangers that spit slang
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Me and my peeps is all trife
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Laser weapons and ecstasy
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The other one don't understand me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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'”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If it ain't
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I seen it all in my short life
“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,
Movin objects mentally
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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
What does life mean without death?
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,