What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 24.06.2025 02:41
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What is a fun psychological trick to try on someone?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
When was the first time your wife had beastiality?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Mothership alien sorceress
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What are the differences between promotions and sales?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I never knew my life mattered”
“…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”
What should you answer when someone says to you in French, "au plaisir de vous revoir"?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Have you had any paranormal activity situations happen personally to you or someone you know?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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I seen it all in my short life
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Which is the worst Bollywood movie you have ever seen and why?
“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 bust the combustion Big Bang,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Who designed our DNA structure?
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Gangbangers that spit slang
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The other one don't understand me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
“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'”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
No smile is genuine or real,
I'll see you when I get there,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What does life mean without death?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Movin objects mentally
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,