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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 17:38

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Know your enemies

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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I'll see you when I get there,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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“…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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Why does my mother care about my sister more than me?

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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No smile is genuine or real,

Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

My girlfriend told me that she wants to move in with me. I have my own apartment and I like my peace and quiet, but I also love her. We've been together for a year now. What should I do?

“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'”

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

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

If it ain't

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

“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,

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

“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”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

What does life mean without death?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gangbangers that spit slang

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,