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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 03:32

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“…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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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

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

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

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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

No smile is genuine or real,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

“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”

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

I’m 26 years old and a married woman. My husband hates my flat chest. What is the permanent solution?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Movin objects mentally

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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“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”

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Know your enemies

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

If it ain't

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

“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'”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

If it ain't

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

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

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 never knew my life mattered”

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Reveal alien tribal culture,

What does life mean without death?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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”

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Mothership alien sorceress

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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