What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 03:34
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Three months later we run our own caper,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What symptoms did you notice before being diagnosed with cancer?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Laser weapons and ecstasy
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What would you change in Rings of Power?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What is the most overrated pleasure? Why?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
No smile is genuine or real,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
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“…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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why, after a divorce, would one still want to ruin the other one’s life?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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'”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Mothership alien sorceress
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The other one don't understand me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Know your enemies
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I seen it all in my short life
What does life mean without death?
I never knew my life mattered”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,