What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 16.06.2025 03:41
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Have you ever regretted not hitting on a older women?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Mothership alien sorceress
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Why is every human messed up in some way?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Gangbangers that spit slang
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Why is it common for guys to sleep with 10-20 women then marry a good girl?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Have you ever had a scary dream about a loved one or friend soon after their death?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
What does life mean without death?
What are some difficulties in a JEE aspirant's life?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Who is the most dangerous or evilest person of all time?
If it ain't
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Why do men love to stink/being smelly?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“…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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Which is the worst Bollywood movie you have ever seen and why?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
No smile is genuine or real,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Movin objects mentally
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I never knew my life mattered”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I seen it all in my short life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Know your enemies
The other one don't understand me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If it ain't
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do it once, I do it twice,