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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

09.06.2025 01:33

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“…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”

No smile is genuine or real,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Do girls ever miss their first love?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

What defines the k'vanna of the Book of בראשית?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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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,

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

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

“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”

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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I never knew my life mattered”

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

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Soldier with the gas-mask

“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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

What pet would you strongly not recommend?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

What would you do if you were lost at sea in the Florida Keys?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

What are the strangest parts of The Bible?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

“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”

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Three months later we run our own caper,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

The other one don't understand me,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Know your enemies

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

“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'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

What does life mean without death?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

If it ain't

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

If it ain't