What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 04:24

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Are LGBT people accepted in Japan?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

What is the logic behind the porn being legal but not prostitution? Isn't it the same thing in essence?

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

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

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

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

“…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,

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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I seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“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”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

If it ain't

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Three months later we run our own caper,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

What does life mean without death?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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'”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

If it ain't

“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”

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

“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”

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Know your enemies

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Movin objects mentally

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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