What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:08
If it ain't
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
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Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
How did you as a human being change while growing up?
“…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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Can you turn 150 pages into a 5 minute presentation before a meeting?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Has anyone tried bestiality and been caught?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I never knew my life mattered”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Do humans know everything they need to know?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Mothership alien sorceress
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Me and my peeps is all trife
What does life mean without death?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
No smile is genuine or real,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If it ain't
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The other one don't understand me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gangbangers that spit slang
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Movin objects mentally
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I seen it all in my short life
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Know your enemies