What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 00:02
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Is it ok to be spanked by your parents if you are not in bed in your set bedtime?
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
When does a woman know she is cumming?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What is the best way to get over your ex?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who designed our DNA structure?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If white people had been slaves, would WLM be a thing right now?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What is your wildest experience in Bangalore that you haven’t told anyone?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
DC-area pediatrician on CDC urging summer camp operators to screen for measles immunity - WTOP
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What does life mean without death?
Soldier with the gas-mask
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Mothership alien sorceress
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Know your enemies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“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'”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The other one don't understand me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'll see you when I get there,
No smile is genuine or real,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I seen it all in my short life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
If it ain't
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Movin objects mentally
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I never knew my life mattered”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,