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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

09.06.2025 00:25

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

What does life mean without death?

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

Has your wife or girlfriend ever been felt up in public by a stranger?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Movin objects mentally

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

How do you fight the push and pull (manipulation) tactic if you want to win him?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

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

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Know your enemies

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I’m a man. Why do I always fantasize about men’s cock? I don’t want a relationship with the man, I just want to suck his cock.

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Have you ever been forced to undress for money just once?

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I never knew my life mattered”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Mothership alien sorceress

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

“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”

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“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'”

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

I seen it all in my short life

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“…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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

No smile is genuine or real,

“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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

If it ain't

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

If it ain't

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

Who designed our DNA structure?