What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 27.06.2025 11:00
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why do Muslims invade Western society?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'll see you when I get there,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Me and my peeps is all trife
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
No smile is genuine or real,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
I seen it all in my short life
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
What does it mean if someone asks if it’s pink?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The other one don't understand me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Soldier with the gas-mask
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
What does life mean without death?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Mothership alien sorceress
“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'”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“…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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Movin objects mentally
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Know your enemies
But there's no dollars for nothin else,