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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

12.06.2025 04:03

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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“…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”

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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“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”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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If it ain't

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“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”

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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If it ain't

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

If there exists a “New York of Australia”, is it Sydney or Melbourne?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Have you ever had sex with sisters?

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

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

Why don't people like Nickelback?

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

“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 moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Do opposites attract? How often do you see weird couples like a guy/girl dating someone who is boring with no sense of humor ?

I'll see you when I get there,

Soldier with the gas-mask

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

No smile is genuine or real,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do it once, I do it twice,

I seen it all in my short life

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Mothership alien sorceress

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

The other one don't understand me,

Know your enemies

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

“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”

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What does life mean without death?

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Movin objects mentally