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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 30.06.2025 07:32

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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Who designed our DNA structure?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Know your enemies

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“…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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“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”

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

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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“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 never knew my life mattered”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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Me and my peeps is all trife

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

If it ain't

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

Movin objects mentally

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

The other one don't understand me,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I seen it all in my short life

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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”

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

“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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I do it once, I do it twice,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“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”

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

If it ain't

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Dead astronauts, pyramids