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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 18.06.2025 04:46

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Three months later we run our own caper,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

My girlfriend lied and said she never gave oral until me. She was very skilled. I’m upset with her lying. Do I dump her?

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

How did you as a human being change while growing up?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

J.K. Rowling said that 65% of people in Britain are transgender. Where did she come up with that statistic?

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Two of my family members have recently converted to Islam and have brought shame on my family. How do I get them back into the fold of Hinduism?

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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”

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Why does Africa have all mineral resources but she is suffering economically?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

How do flat earthers explain the Earth being stationary? Is this concept considered impossible?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

How do you get started in bestiality with a dog as a male?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Soldier with the gas-mask

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“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”

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Dead astronauts, pyramids

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“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'”

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

If it ain't

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I never knew my life mattered”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Know your enemies

The other one don't understand me,

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

“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”

“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”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Movin objects mentally

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Who designed our DNA structure?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I'll see you when I get there,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

What does life mean without death?

“…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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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