What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 12:44
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The other one don't understand me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why are some people afraid of monsters?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What is a good way to conduct an interview?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why are people becoming increasingly hostile to pro-lifers? I am pro-life.
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Three months later we run our own caper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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What does life mean without death?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Mothership alien sorceress
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Movin objects mentally
I seen it all in my short life
I do it once, I do it twice,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'll see you when I get there,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
“…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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Me and my peeps is all trife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I never knew my life mattered”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gangbangers that spit slang
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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'”