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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 05:33

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

What is the best sex you have ever had (in detail)?

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

There's no way Republican Trump won all seven swing states. How was he able to cheat and steal the election?

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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,

How can we become the best humans? How can we trust each other?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

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

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

What made you recently say to yourself, “Wait. Really?”

If it ain't

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

What destroys relationships between actors in Hollywood?

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“…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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

If it ain't

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

“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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Mothership alien sorceress

Know your enemies

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

I'll see you when I get there,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

“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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

I seen it all in my short life

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“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”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Movin objects mentally

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I never knew my life mattered”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Laser weapons and ecstasy