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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 04:02

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

“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”

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Why would a girl not want you to know she has a crush on you?

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

How come Jesus died on Friday and rose on Sunday? That's not 3 days and three nights.

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

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

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

I haven’t eaten junk food for weeks, I ate dirty all-day yesterday, but I can’t even workout, why am I so tired?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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Gangbangers that spit slang

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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”

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I'll see you when I get there,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“…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”

Know your enemies

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

“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”

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

What does life mean without death?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

If it ain't

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Movin objects mentally

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

“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?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I seen it all in my short life

If it ain't

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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