What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 13:00
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gangbangers that spit slang
How many girls or guys keep extra pantyhose in their glove box or console of their vehicle?
“…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”
I never knew my life mattered”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I have BPD. Why do I destroy everyone I love?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Why is blood sugar ranging from 70-180 in a day and checked through a glucometer?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Soldier with the gas-mask
What is the general opinion of psychologists on Donald Trump's presidency?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
What is a sermon to talk about men?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
What do you think about a sister's love?
Three months later we run our own caper,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
How do you get a girl to like you?
The other one don't understand me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
How many women have accidentally pooped their pants and became turned on afterwards?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
No smile is genuine or real,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
What does life mean without death?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Movin objects mentally
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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'”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Know your enemies
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
If it ain't
Me and my peeps is all trife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I'll see you when I get there,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I seen it all in my short life
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,