What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 05:09
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
No smile is genuine or real,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“…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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Which is the worst Bollywood movie you have ever seen and why?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What made you feel disgusted today?
Three months later we run our own caper,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
If it ain't
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Are there any examples of outdated values in the Bible?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why do diabetic people sweat so much?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Know your enemies
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Why do people who were very kind and loving once become cold-hearted?
If it ain't
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
How is digital marketing important for business?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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
Soldier with the gas-mask
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What does life mean without death?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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'”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The other one don't understand me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Mothership alien sorceress
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I seen it all in my short life
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'll see you when I get there,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I never knew my life mattered”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,