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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 28.06.2025 00:03

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

“…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”

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

Has anyone ever participated in a gang bang and what was it like?

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

What is the best way to keep my vagina clean and fresh?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

No smile is genuine or real,

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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'”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Do you like wearing short skirts?

Soldier with the gas-mask

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Why do so many FtM people act like MtF people don't exist and what the hell am I supposed to do as an MtF person?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

If it ain't

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

I seen it all in my short life

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Know your enemies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

If it ain't

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

The other one don't understand me,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love 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 never knew my life mattered”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Mothership alien sorceress

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Movin objects mentally

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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