What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 07:55
What does life mean without death?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why do men like low maintenance women?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Gangbangers that spit slang
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“…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”
What are the easiest stores for shoplifting?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Are there any men who have sex with male dogs?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Me and my peeps is all trife
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
No smile is genuine or real,
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Movin objects mentally
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Have your parents ever walked in on you?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Can you explain the meaning of "mint condition" in relation to antiques or collectibles?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I never knew my life mattered”
How do introverts celebrate their birthday?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Know your enemies
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Mothership alien sorceress
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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'”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I seen it all in my short life
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll see you when I get there,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The other one don't understand me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who designed our DNA structure?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”