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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 02:27

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

No smile is genuine or real,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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If it ain't

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

How can couples reverse the buildup of resentment once they notice it?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

“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”

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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Know your enemies

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

The other one don't understand me,

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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 seen it all in my short life

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

“…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”

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“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”

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“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'”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Soldier with the gas-mask

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

If it ain't

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Movin objects mentally

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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,

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

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