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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

08.06.2025 08:14

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Why are people becoming increasingly hostile to pro-lifers? I am pro-life.

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Why did it take seven days for troops with helicopters, equipment, supplies, food, and water to be dispatched to southeast storm zones?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Have you ever had a bad gut feeling about someone and it was right?

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

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why was Cars 2 so bad?

Movin objects mentally

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

What do you think about a sister's love?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Three months later we run our own caper,

What makes outside showers appealing? Why are they not commonly seen?

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

“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'”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

What does life mean without death?

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I never knew my life mattered”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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”

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

If it ain't

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I seen it all in my short life

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

“…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”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Know your enemies

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

If it ain't

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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