What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 08:53
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
When do you start "growing old"?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Are you happy that soon we will never hear from Kamala Jones again?
Movin objects mentally
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The other one don't understand me,
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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gangbangers that spit slang
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Mothership alien sorceress
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Three months later we run our own caper,
How can couples reverse the buildup of resentment once they notice it?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Are female judges more lenient than male ones?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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Me and my peeps is all trife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
When does a woman know she is cumming?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Know your enemies
“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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I never knew my life mattered”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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'”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I seen it all in my short life
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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 think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
No smile is genuine or real,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Who designed our DNA structure?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'll see you when I get there,
What does life mean without death?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“…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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose