What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 08:57

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
In the TV show Supernatural, why is God portrayed as cruel?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Is the Philippines PH a poor 3rd world or 4th world country forever and forever?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
How do I rat my boss out for serial cheating on his wife?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I do it once, I do it twice,
Are there any Indian wife swapping stories?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
No smile is genuine or real,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Movin objects mentally
Know your enemies
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What can help me fall asleep at night?
If it ain't
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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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
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What do all Indian parents have in common?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If an abortion doesn’t affect you, why do people make it a big deal?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What is the most interesting question you can ask to get to know someone?
Mothership alien sorceress
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I seen it all in my short life
I never knew my life mattered”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The other one don't understand me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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'”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll see you when I get there,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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
If it ain't
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“…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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Soldier with the gas-mask
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What does life mean without death?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?