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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 25.06.2025 11:27

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Movin objects mentally

“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”

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Why doesn't California have the tools, people, means to put out these fires even though they know there will be fires every year?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Why did Paul McCartney use AI to help recreate the voice of John Lennon from an old cassette recording?

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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Who designed our DNA structure?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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Three months later we run our own caper,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“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”

What is your language's pangram?

“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'”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

If it ain't

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I do it once, I do it twice,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Know your enemies

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Me and my peeps is all trife

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“…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”

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

If it ain't

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Mothership alien sorceress

“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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

“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”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

No smile is genuine or real,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?