What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 17:22

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