What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 05:29
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Me and my peeps is all trife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why are people becoming increasingly hostile to pro-lifers? I am pro-life.
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?
Three months later we run our own caper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What does life mean without death?
Do you like wearing short skirts?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I do it once, I do it twice,
“…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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I never knew my life mattered”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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'”
Soldier with the gas-mask
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
No smile is genuine or real,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I seen it all in my short life
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If it ain't
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Mothership alien sorceress
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll see you when I get there,
If it ain't
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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