What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 01.07.2025 23:44

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

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Know your enemies

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

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

How do I confess to my crush who had a traumatic past with his previous partner without losing the friendship?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

If it ain't

“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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Mothership alien sorceress

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Why did my ex-narcissist move so fast with his new supply marriage engagement moving in, etc.?

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

“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”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

“…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”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

What does life mean without death?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

“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'”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

I never knew my life mattered”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

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

“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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Movin objects mentally

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

“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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

The other one don't understand me,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

If it ain't

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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