What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 07:03
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What is the reason behind some people wearing trunks instead of speedos when swimming in pools?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
What are some tips for balancing chores, work, and family life as an adult with children?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What should a young woman do to control sagging breasts?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Which is the worst Bollywood movie you have ever seen and why?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why do atheists want to see God so badly?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What is a narcissist grandmother like, with her grandchild?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
The other one don't understand me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I seen it all in my short life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Movin objects mentally
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who designed our DNA structure?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I never knew my life mattered”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Know your enemies
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'll see you when I get there,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
What does life mean without death?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If it ain't
Three months later we run our own caper,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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'”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
No smile is genuine or real,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through