What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 03:05
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Renault CEO and architect of Alpine F1 project stepping down - The Race
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What is the dirtiest city in India?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why do you allow your cat to lie in bed with you?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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'”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
When will dating stop being so hard for Gen Z?
Know your enemies
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Are there many people here who suffer from schizophrenia?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What do you think of the Quora group "It's Ok to Be White" for people who are proud of being white?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Gangbangers that spit slang
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I have BPD. Why do I destroy everyone I love?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What does life mean without death?
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If it ain't
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I seen it all in my short life
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
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
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'll see you when I get there,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Who designed our DNA structure?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
No smile is genuine or real,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Movin objects mentally
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The other one don't understand me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,