What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 16.06.2025 17:56
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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”
Why do some men like older women?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I never knew my life mattered”
Why is Jack Smith arguing that presidents should not have full immunities as Trump is requesting?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Why was Boromir corrupted by the One Ring, but not Faramir in The Lord of the Rings?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why do men think all women are the same?
“…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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I do it once, I do it twice,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
What do you think of Andrew Tate?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'll see you when I get there,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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'”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The other one don't understand me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
What does life mean without death?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Movin objects mentally
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I seen it all in my short life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Mothership alien sorceress
Know your enemies
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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 I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
No smile is genuine or real,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Soldier with the gas-mask
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If it ain't
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,