What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 02.07.2025 02:39
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The other one don't understand me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Three months later we run our own caper,
Do you think that Airbnb is destroying neighborhoods throughout the US?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Movin objects mentally
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why is my ex still keeping in touch with me even though she dumped me?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What would happen if Donald Trump forces Ukraine to a truce with Russia?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“…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
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Gangbangers that spit slang
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
No smile is genuine or real,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
If it ain't
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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'”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I never knew my life mattered”
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”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I seen it all in my short life
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Soldier with the gas-mask
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”