What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 04:39
“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Why is it easy to make money in the USA?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why did my ex move on so quickly?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I seen it all in my short life
What is the most overrated pleasure? Why?
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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'”
Do crossdressers like wearing pantyliners and tampons in their butts?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
The other one don't understand me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What pleasure do guys get by sucking female breasts?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
What were your fantasies when you reached puberty?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Just sitting at home with this huge cock. Who can take care of it for me?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Know your enemies
What does life mean without death?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“…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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I never knew my life mattered”
I'll see you when I get there,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Movin objects mentally
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gangbangers that spit slang
No smile is genuine or real,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Three months later we run our own caper,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Mothership alien sorceress
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,