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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 28.06.2025 02:14

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I seen it all in my short life

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“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”

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

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“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”

Why do people who aren't trans feel the need to put pronouns next to their name or picture? It seems so cringeworthy to me, to participate in that SJW paradigm of thought, like they are a spineless person who just goes along with the trends.

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Why do people smoke?

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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No smile is genuine or real,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Me and my peeps is all trife

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

The other one don't understand me,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

If it ain't

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“…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”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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

“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'”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

If it ain't

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Know your enemies

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Movin objects mentally

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',