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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 26.06.2025 08:33

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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I do it once, I do it twice,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Why are people so rude to debt collector’s? I am one and I am so tired of being mistreated. We are under paid and then have to deal with the most ungrateful, and disrespectful people. We aren’t customer service. Don’t get mad at us because YOU owe.

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Movin objects mentally

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Can ringing in the ears be a sign of spiritual awakening?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I seen it all in my short life

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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”

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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”

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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,

No smile is genuine or real,

“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,

If it ain't

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

“…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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

If it ain't

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Know your enemies

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

“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'”

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

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

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