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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

12.06.2025 07:31

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I'll see you when I get there,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

What makes you different?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

If it ain't

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

What's the most sordid activity you've ever seen or heard about at a bachelorette party?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

What is it that gives a man who is a submissive cock sucker his most pleasure?

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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I never knew my life mattered”

“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'”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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“…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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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Soldier with the gas-mask

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

“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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

What does life mean without death?

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“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”

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Mothership alien sorceress

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

Know your enemies

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers