What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 22.06.2025 09:04

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