What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 01:44
What does life mean without death?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If it ain't
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Why did my ex move on so quickly?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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Who designed our DNA structure?
I do it once, I do it twice,
The other one don't understand me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Laser weapons and ecstasy
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Does meth make women super horny like it does men?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'll see you when I get there,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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'”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
How was your JEE Mains 2024 April attempt?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Movin objects mentally
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Mothership alien sorceress
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“…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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Know your enemies
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I seen it all in my short life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you