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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 28.06.2025 00:00

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“…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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

What should I do if a girl whom I love asks me to be her friend?

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Why is my coworker suddenly being so mean towards then being nice like nothing happened? She is nice with everyone but me.

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

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

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

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

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

“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”

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Why does Russia seem so angry over the US and UK missile strikes in Ukraine?

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Mothership alien sorceress

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“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”

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Movin objects mentally

Know your enemies

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I'll see you when I get there,

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

If it ain't

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The other one don't understand me,

I never knew my life mattered”

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What does life mean without death?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

If it ain't

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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