What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 06:57
I'll see you when I get there,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
What happens to adults with Down syndrome when their parents can't look after them any more?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Three months later we run our own caper,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What are the signs of mild autism in a child?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I seen it all in my short life
How do Flat Earthers explain time zones?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do it once, I do it twice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The other one don't understand me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Know your enemies
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“…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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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'”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Movin objects mentally
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If it ain't
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Mothership alien sorceress
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I never knew my life mattered”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Who designed our DNA structure?
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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,
No smile is genuine or real,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,