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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 30.06.2025 02:14

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Can I have a comfortable life as a nurse in Sweden? Can I buy a house and not worry about the cost of living?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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What does life mean without death?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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“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”

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

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If it ain't

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

What pleasure do guys get by sucking female breasts?

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Is it ok to be spanked by your parents if you are not in bed in your set bedtime?

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

Know your enemies

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

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“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”

Movin objects mentally

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

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I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“…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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I'll see you when I get there,

“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'”

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I never knew my life mattered”

Who designed our DNA structure?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

If it ain't

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I seen it all in my short life

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Mothership alien sorceress

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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