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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 20:49

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

“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”

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Swarms of tiny robots could go up your nose, melt the mucus and clean your sinuses - ZME Science

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

If it ain't

While you sleep, these bugs throw a party on your face - East Idaho News

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Movin objects mentally

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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I do it once, I do it twice,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Why does my mom never wear underwear?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

The other one don't understand me,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“…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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“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”

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Know your enemies

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

No smile is genuine or real,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

If it ain't

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Who designed our DNA structure?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

“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'”

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,