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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 07:40

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Why do a lot of autistic people not know how to style their hair?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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If it ain't

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Movin objects mentally

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why is sin so sweet?

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

How long did it take you to get used to your CPAP machine?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

In what ways is modern day Russia similar to the USSR? How does it differ from the USSR in terms of culture and politics?

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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Dead astronauts, pyramids

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Know your enemies

Why do some people have loving parents and some do not?

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Is depression a cause for always feeling tired?

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

“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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'”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I'll see you when I get there,

I do it once, I do it twice,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“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”

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“…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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I seen it all in my short life

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

The other one don't understand me,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

If it ain't

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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