What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:08
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
The other one don't understand me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Will Canadians still buy American products?
If it ain't
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
What do you do to make yourself sleep early?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What exactly is female squirting? Is it only urine or a combination of liquids?
No smile is genuine or real,
I do it once, I do it twice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Know your enemies
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'll see you when I get there,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why would Joseph Smith say that polygamy was God's law?
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Movin objects mentally
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“…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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Mothership alien sorceress
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
What does life mean without death?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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'”
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Soldier with the gas-mask
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I seen it all in my short life
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,