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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 21.06.2025 11:51

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

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I never knew my life mattered”

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Who would win in this boxing matchup between these two, Dillian Whyte or Samuel Peter?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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I'll see you when I get there,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Why are European countries warning European travelers to be careful traveling to the United States?

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why don't the 'West' realize that the solution to the conflict in the Middle East is to end the "unlimited" support for Israel, and finally listen to the grievances of Israel's neighbors for a 'change'?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Ipsa qui quis id sit et sit eius.

The other one don't understand me,

Know your enemies

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Do you consider masturbating to porn cheating if you are married?

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I do it once, I do it twice,

Why do women change that much more with age?

“…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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I can not sleep. what is the problem?

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I seen it all in my short life

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

If it ain't

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Mothership alien sorceress

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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'”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

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

“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”

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,