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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 26.06.2025 18:51

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Me and my peeps is all trife

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

If I want to grow muscles, is taking creatine a must or can I take whey protein only?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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If it ain't

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

What's the hardest part about marriage that no one ever talks about?

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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“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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I noticed I somewhat breath through my mouth during sleeping (though not fully), could this be the cause of my constant fatigue? And if yes, what can I do about it?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

The other one don't understand me,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

What does the Bible say about the Antichrist? How will we know when he arrives on the scene?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“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”

Do empaths fall easier for abusive people?

“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'”

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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Movin objects mentally

Three months later we run our own caper,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Is something wrong with my discharge? So, when I masturbate, white discharge comes from my vagina, but it's not stretchy, it's pasty. It doesn't smell and I'm not itchy, so I'm sure it's not a yeast infection. Why is it pasty though?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

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

What is the most heartbreaking or sad love story that you ever had (experienced)?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What thing happened to you as a child that you haven’t let go of to this day?

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

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Know your enemies

“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”

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

If it ain't

No smile is genuine or real,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“…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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I'll see you when I get there,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

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

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

“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”

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What does life mean without death?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I seen it all in my short life

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,