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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 25.06.2025 10:17

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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'”

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Movin objects mentally

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

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

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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The other one don't understand me,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“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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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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”

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

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

So who has worn a cock cage. One of my guy FWBs put one on me last Sunday and left with the keys? I was very nervous at first but have calmed down. Told me he'll unlock it tomorrow.. Let me know.

I never knew my life mattered”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Is it okay for a wife who comes home from a date to tell her husband what she did?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Can people who have never met you tell if you are a covert narcissist?

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

If it ain't

I do it once, I do it twice,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

If it ain't

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

“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”

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Know your enemies

“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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

What does life mean without death?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

“…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”

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,