What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 02:05
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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'”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Do many women shave their vaginas?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“…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”
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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
No smile is genuine or real,
If people in the UK hate Trump so much, why does he own golf courses there?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If it ain't
Soldier with the gas-mask
What pleasure do guys get by sucking female breasts?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What does life mean without death?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Know your enemies
Who would win in this boxing matchup between these two, Dillian Whyte or Samuel Peter?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Movin objects mentally
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What was your best revenge story?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do it once, I do it twice,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Mothership alien sorceress
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'll see you when I get there,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Me and my peeps is all trife
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I seen it all in my short life
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I never knew my life mattered”
The other one don't understand me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Three months later we run our own caper,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,