What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 12:42

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Why do men like to have sex with a woman's ass?
If it ain't
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
How does gut health affect mental well-being?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
How can someone in your family purposely try to destroy your reputation?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
The other one don't understand me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Should parents force their kids to go to school when they are sick?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Know your enemies
How do you weigh in on the Vance-couch conversation?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Is it legal for an employer to ask why you are taking time off from work?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Have you experimented with bestiality?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Mothership alien sorceress
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I seen it all in my short life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Me and my peeps is all trife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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'”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
I'll see you when I get there,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Movin objects mentally
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do it once, I do it twice,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What does life mean without death?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
No smile is genuine or real,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“…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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,