What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 09:43
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My ex got into a relationship within 2 weeks after a breakup. What should I do?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Why am I so tired of seeing homeless people all over the place?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What are some reasons why some men choose to live alone instead of getting married?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do it once, I do it twice,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
How do you stop your balls from sweating?
“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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What's the most trivial thing that ever made you go to the doctor?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What does life mean without death?
If it ain't
Was there a British ‘genocide’ of Aboriginal Australians?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
What is the best comeback you used on someone?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I seen it all in my short life
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Hillary thinks we must censor or "we lose total control". Why does she demand total control?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
No smile is genuine or real,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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'”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The other one don't understand me,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'll see you when I get there,
“…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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Who designed our DNA structure?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Mothership alien sorceress
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Me and my peeps is all trife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If it ain't
I never knew my life mattered”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Know your enemies
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,