What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 18.06.2025 11:51

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