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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 17.06.2025 01:16

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The other one don't understand me,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Who writes and reads novels nowadays?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Do foreign workers face discrimination in Canada?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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”

Do you enjoy cheating on your spouse? If so, why?

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Were the 1980s as uptight and prudish as movies and TV shows make them out to be? When I think of 80s culture, I think about a very "icky" judgmental yuppie status quo time period.

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

It has been said that people with ADHD can often hyperfocus. Can that be an advantage?

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Why do liberals think it is okay to steal votes while the rest of us obey the law(s)?

Know your enemies

“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'”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Joe Biden is not the best president we had. That would be John F. Kennedy. How is voting for Donald Trump any worse than voting for Joe Biden?

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“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”

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Movin objects mentally

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

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

Why would my nipples hurt when I touch them?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

What shouldn't you Google?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Answer me this. These days guys love anal sex right, if you present them with your ass they will happily nail you into the ground. So why do some guys think it's "sissy" to let women stick a finger up their ass?

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why would my husband cheat on me with an ugly fat woman?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

If it ain't

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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”

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

What does life mean without death?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“…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 it ain't

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

“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 seen it all in my short life

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids