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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 18.06.2025 03:30

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

What factors contributed to The Beatles' bitterness?

Movin objects mentally

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why are some people afraid of monsters?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Why is my older sister so mean to me as if I was her enemy?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

What can anal toys bring to straight men?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

How can I stop drinking?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Know your enemies

If my lovely sister sleeps with my boyfriend, what should I do about her?

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

What does life mean without death?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

If an abortion doesn’t affect you, why do people make it a big deal?

I do it once, I do it twice,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Mothership alien sorceress

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Who designed our DNA structure?

“…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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“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”

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

If it ain't

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Soldier with the gas-mask

I seen it all in my short life

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

“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”

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch 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”

I'll see you when I get there,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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'”

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

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

If it ain't

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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