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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 28.06.2025 03:07

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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Dead astronauts, pyramids

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

I discovered the 5 plants that moles hate, to stop them from causing havoc in my backyard - Homes and Gardens

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I never knew my life mattered”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

If it ain't

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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The other one don't understand me,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

How can I get my ex-husband to love me again?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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What does life mean without death?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I seen it all in my short life

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“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”

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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'”

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

Movin objects mentally

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“…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 sister's cute but she got no gear,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I'll see you when I get there,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

“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 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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Know your enemies

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,