What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 01:03
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
What does life mean without death?
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'll see you when I get there,
Why do Muslims invade Western society?
Who designed our DNA structure?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If Jesus was crucified by Governor Pontius Pilate, why does the Quran deny his death?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
How do flat Earthers explain the existence of other spherical planets?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Movin objects mentally
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gangbangers that spit slang
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Have you ever had a secret crush on anyone?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I do it once, I do it twice,
If it ain't
What pet would you strongly not recommend?
I never knew my life mattered”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
What CIA front organizations operated in the United States during the 1960s?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“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
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I seen it all in my short life
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
No smile is genuine or real,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Know your enemies
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Mothership alien sorceress
The other one don't understand me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“…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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Three months later we run our own caper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,