What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 08:07

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