What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 01.07.2025 07:11
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Know your enemies
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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The sun's poles have flipped. A spacecraft is watching what happens next. - Mashable
I never knew my life mattered”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If it ain't
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Soldier with the gas-mask
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My friend asked my crush and he said my crush hates me but not in a rude way. What does that mean?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Movin objects mentally
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
What does life mean without death?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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'”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
If it ain't
No smile is genuine or real,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“…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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll see you when I get there,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Me and my peeps is all trife
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Mothership alien sorceress
I seen it all in my short life
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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 family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Three months later we run our own caper,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The other one don't understand me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you