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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 09:29

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

No smile is genuine or real,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Have you ever been physically attacked by a demon?

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

“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”

How should I go about convincing my mother that my foreign online boyfriend isn't out to get my holes or scam me?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Does the pro-choice movement realise that all the money used to subside abortions can be used to subsidize daycare and other financial support for single mothers with unplanned pregnancies?

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

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

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

Can women learn to squirt?

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My wife has a bunch of really attractive friends, and she expects me to never say anything to her about how beautiful they are. Does this seem fair? I love my wife, and just commenting shouldn’t hurt anything, right?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

What is the best technique for inserting a tampon into one’s anus?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Movin objects mentally

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What does life mean without death?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

If it ain't

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

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

“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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I seen it all in my short life

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Know your enemies

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“…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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Three months later we run our own caper,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

“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”

“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'”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

The other one don't understand me,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

If it ain't

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