What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 07:57
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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What does life mean without death?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'll see you when I get there,
What are some reasons why some men choose to live alone instead of getting married?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Movin objects mentally
Why do I feel like I want to suck a big dick after injecting meth?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
How do you know how physically attractive you actually are?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“…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,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I never knew my life mattered”
The other one don't understand me,
If it ain't
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I seen it all in my short life
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
No smile is genuine or real,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Know your enemies
Me and my peeps is all trife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Soldier with the gas-mask
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If it ain't
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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'”
Mothership alien sorceress
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do it once, I do it twice,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,