What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 23.06.2025 01:55
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
What is every dictators biggest fear?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who designed our DNA structure?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
How do online business networking groups compare to in-person ones?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
See the moon shine with famous red star Antares in the southern sky on June 9 - Space
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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No smile is genuine or real,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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'”
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I never knew my life mattered”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The other one don't understand me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Mothership alien sorceress
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Is the Democrat party connected with organized crime in America?
“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 the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll see you when I get there,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Me and my peeps is all trife
Movin objects mentally
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I seen it all in my short life
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If it ain't
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What does life mean without death?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“…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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Know your enemies
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
If it ain't
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,