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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 12:52

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

You found a love potion, and your friend tried to use it on an attractive popular girl, but he accidentally dropped it on the neighbors dog. Now the dog won't stop following him. How would you help him?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

If it ain't

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Can cheating be a result of not truly loving or caring for someone, or is it sometimes just a spur of the moment decision?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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If it ain't

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

How do I overcome attachment issues?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What is the story behind bhai dooj?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

What is the dirtiest thing you have allowed your husband to do?

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“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”

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

“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

Know your enemies

“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”

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Mothership alien sorceress

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“…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”

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Movin objects mentally

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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'”

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',