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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 22.06.2025 00:13

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Soldier with the gas-mask

I'll see you when I get there,

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Mothership alien sorceress

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

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

Why am I so tired of the keto diet?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Is it okay for a wife who comes home from a date to tell her husband what she did?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

What is the most ridiculous obviously false verse in the Bible?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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I seen it all in my short life

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

If it ain't

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

No smile is genuine or real,

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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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Does meth make women super horny like it does men?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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What does life mean without death?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Who is the most dangerous or evilest person of all time?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Did Harry and Meghan really get what they wanted?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I never knew my life mattered”

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

How much can you sell a 10k subscriber newsletter for?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Three months later we run our own caper,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

The other one don't understand me,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

If it ain't

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Who designed our DNA structure?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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'”

“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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

“…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”

“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”

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,