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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 09:33

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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I'll see you when I get there,

If it ain't

Three months later we run our own caper,

What transforms the philosophical intellect?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I seen it all in my short life

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

— we are metamorphosing!

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Should I believe JD Vance's claim that Tim Walz lied about needing medical intervention to get pregnant?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I do it once, I do it twice,

“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”

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

How do I build rapport with anybody?

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

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

“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,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

The other one don't understand me,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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'”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Know your enemies

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

If it ain't

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“…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”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Mothership alien sorceress

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I never knew my life mattered”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',