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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

10.06.2025 12:23

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“…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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why should you never do drugs? Will this story absolutely shock you?

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

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

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

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

If it ain't

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What is a common thought that keeps people up at night? Why do some people experience this?

Know your enemies

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

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

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

The other one don't understand me,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Why do women have sex with dogs?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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”

I seen it all in my short life

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“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”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

If it ain't

Gangbangers that spit slang

“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”

“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”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

“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'”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

What does life mean without death?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,