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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 21.06.2025 05:55

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Movin objects mentally

Does Donald Trump have low self-esteem?

If it ain't

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

The other one don't understand me,

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Why do older people have a hard time using technology?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“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'”

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

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Is it safe to take a hot shower after being exposed to extremely low temperatures?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Know your enemies

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground 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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

What does life mean without death?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

No smile is genuine or real,

Three months later we run our own caper,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“…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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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