What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 11:36
I'll see you when I get there,
Movin objects mentally
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do it once, I do it twice,
Know your enemies
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why do flat Earthers exist? Why can’t I see the Sun at night? Is it because Earth is not flat?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Which race of women are the hottest?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What is the best way to get revenge on people who hurt you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I seen it all in my short life
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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What does life mean without death?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What is so great about Jiraiya?
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“…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”
I never knew my life mattered”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If it ain't
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The other one don't understand me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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