What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:36
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Do countries with free health care generally have co-pays or deductibles to discourage use?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I do it once, I do it twice,
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If it ain't
Why do some women squirt and some don't?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I never knew my life mattered”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What are scads fish? What types are there?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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'”
Me and my peeps is all trife
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
No smile is genuine or real,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I seen it all in my short life
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'll see you when I get there,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The other one don't understand me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If it ain't
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Know your enemies
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Soldier with the gas-mask
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Movin objects mentally
What does life mean without death?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“…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'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it