What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 04:58
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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No smile is genuine or real,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Et distinctio voluptatem magni repudiandae.
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Mothership alien sorceress
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What makes cars from companies like Dacia or BYD appealing compared to Tesla, especially in Europe?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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I seen it all in my short life
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
What transforms the philosophical intellect?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Can you share the entire summary of your spiritual life?
I never knew my life mattered”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“…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”
What is after school detention like in your school?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do it once, I do it twice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
What does life mean without death?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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'”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Know your enemies
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The other one don't understand me,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If it ain't
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
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“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,