What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 28.06.2025 03:05
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Movin objects mentally
Gangbangers that spit slang
Is it difficult to learn C# if you are already familiar with Java?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I seen it all in my short life
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Which services sell most on Fiverr?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What does life mean without death?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I'll see you when I get there,
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Can relationship issues cause depression?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Know your enemies
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Me and my peeps is all trife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I do it once, I do it twice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Soldier with the gas-mask
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I never knew my life mattered”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The other one don't understand me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“…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',
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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'”
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
No smile is genuine or real,
If it ain't
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?