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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 06:33

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Why is it that women are stronger than men nowadays?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

If Donald Trump is so evil and Joe Biden is so good why is Trump the one selflessly providing Bibles for the needy while Biden doesn't? Why doesn't Biden care for America's spiritually needy people as much as Trump?

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

“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'”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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“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”

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

Mothership alien sorceress

What is the most peculiar thing about the human brain?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Why are terrible, boring art pieces done by famous people worth so much while beautiful pieces done by amateurs are worthless?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

I seen it all in my short life

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

If it ain't

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“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”

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Laser weapons and ecstasy

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Know your enemies

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

No smile is genuine or real,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

What does life mean without death?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

If it ain't

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

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

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

The other one don't understand me,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Movin objects mentally

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I do it once, I do it twice,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,