What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 30.06.2025 02:30
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I seen it all in my short life
Me and my peeps is all trife
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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The other one don't understand me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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If it ain't
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
“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”
Why am I so wanting to suck a penis?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Soldier with the gas-mask
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What pleasure do guys get by sucking female breasts?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Know your enemies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why do many women wear sleeveless shirts, more so than men?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What does life mean without death?
Mothership alien sorceress
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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'”
Movin objects mentally
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'll see you when I get there,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If it ain't
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust 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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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 never knew my life mattered”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,