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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 21.06.2025 02:18

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Movin objects mentally

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

What do you think hell is like?

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

“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'”

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

Why would a spouse cheat if the marriage is good?

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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Three months later we run our own caper,

Soldier with the gas-mask

I seen it all in my short life

What would you do if you were lost at sea in the Florida Keys?

“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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

What does it mean if someone asks if it’s pink?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

How can I get rid of the fake girls on social media that are claiming to be hookups? Is there a way to shuffle through them and the real women that actually want to talk?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Why do older men like to get anal sex?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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If it ain't

I never knew my life mattered”

Who designed our DNA structure?

What was your most memorable experience catching a fraudulent car seller?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

If it ain't

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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What does life mean without death?

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“…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,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Dead astronauts, pyramids

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Know your enemies

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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”

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“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”

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Mothership alien sorceress

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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