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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 10:36

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Do you enjoy cheating on your spouse? If so, why?

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

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

“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'”

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Was there any slavery of white people that actually compares to the transatlantic slave trade? I’m not baiting or anything actually genuinely curious and want to know.

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Do leftists understand why young men are becoming more right-wing?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

I never knew my life mattered”

Three months later we run our own caper,

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Movin objects mentally

If it ain't

“…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”

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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Mothership alien sorceress

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“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”

If it ain't

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“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”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

What does life mean without death?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Know your enemies

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I do it once, I do it twice,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I seen it all in my short life

The other one don't understand me,