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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

08.06.2025 07:03

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I'll see you when I get there,

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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I never knew my life mattered”

What is a partner in crime?

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

Know your enemies

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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Gangbangers that spit slang

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

“…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”

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Who designed our DNA structure?

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

Why are so many young teenage boys misogynistic? Where do they get these attitudes from?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

When was the last time you had sex with someone much older than yourself?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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”

I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

What is the funniest joke you've been told that you still think about to this day?

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

If it ain't

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

Me and my peeps is all trife

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

“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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

The other one don't understand me,

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Movin objects mentally

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

“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'”

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

Soldier with the gas-mask

I seen it all in my short life

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,

What does life mean without death?

So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

“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”

Mothership alien sorceress

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“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”

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

No smile is genuine or real,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

If it ain't

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

Three months later we run our own caper,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues