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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

10.06.2025 00:22

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?

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

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

“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'”

What is the most gay experience with your dad?

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Have you ever been a victim of gaslighting? What happened?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Why are flat Earthers made fun of when they seemingly don't exist? I have only met one flat Earther in 18 years.

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What is the difference between heaven and heavens?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

What’s something you did a lot as a kid that you don’t miss now that you’re an adult?

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

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

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

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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”

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

If it ain't

Who designed our DNA structure?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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”

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Me and my peeps is all trife

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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 future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

What does life mean without death?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

If it ain't

I never knew my life mattered”

I seen it all in my short life

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Soldier with the gas-mask

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“…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”

Know your enemies

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues