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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 22.06.2025 07:19

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What is your secret to glowing skin?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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'”

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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

How do I seduce my sister? (I am an Indian) I want to have sex with her.?

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

If it ain't

Three months later we run our own caper,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Know your enemies

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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 do it once, I do it twice,

Movin objects mentally

The other one don't understand me,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I'll see you when I get there,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I never knew my life mattered”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

If it ain't

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

“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 sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“…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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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