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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

13.06.2025 01:31

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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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”

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

What if Supergirl was a baby and not a teenager when she left Krypton? Who do you think will find her? What do you think things would be like?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“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'”

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

What are some sad truths about life?

I'll see you when I get there,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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Me and my peeps is all trife

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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”

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

“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”

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

My boyfriend always verbally abuse me and makes me cry. If I try to tell him how hurt I was, he says to me he loves me and can't hurt me but always abuse me. Why?

Mothership alien sorceress

Know your enemies

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

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

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Do you have any fantasies you are ashamed of?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Movin objects mentally

I do it once, I do it twice,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

“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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

If it ain't

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

If it ain't

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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”

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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

The other one don't understand me,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I never knew my life mattered”

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