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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

08.06.2025 14:02

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

How can you maintain self-control?

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

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

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

I feel like my boyfriend doesn't love me. Why?

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

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

If it ain't

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Why do a lot of women have a crush on my boyfriend when they know he is in a relationship with me? I am starting to feel insecure too. What should I do?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I'll see you when I get there,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

How is bestiality wrong, but killing animals for sport or trophies is considered okay?

Mothership alien sorceress

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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Know your enemies

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What will the legacy of Jimmy Carter be in light of his death today at 100?

“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”

Movin objects mentally

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“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”

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

What is the best sex you have ever had (in detail)?

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Gangbangers that spit slang

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I seen it all in my short life

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I do it once, I do it twice,

What does life mean without death?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

“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'”

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“…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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

If it ain't

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Three months later we run our own caper,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?