What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 04:01
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gangbangers that spit slang
What is the Abu Shusha massacre in Palestine?
Me and my peeps is all trife
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
What should a young woman do to control sagging breasts?
If it ain't
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The other one don't understand me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Do straight guys like to see cocks?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What is your worst experience in life?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I seen it all in my short life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do it once, I do it twice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Know your enemies
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'll see you when I get there,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
No smile is genuine or real,
Mothership alien sorceress
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Who designed our DNA structure?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Movin objects mentally
“…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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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'”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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