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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 00:53

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Why is Nickelback known to be a bad band?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Is it recommended to leave a note in a lost wallet asking for it to be returned?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why does an older married man turn bisexual?

I seen it all in my short life

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Do crossdressers like wearing pantyliners and tampons in their butts?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Why do flat Earthers exist? Why can’t I see the Sun at night? Is it because Earth is not flat?

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Why do some straight men enjoy wearing women's lingerie?

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

How do people move on so quickly? I’m still sprung over someone I was dating and he found someone else so fast. I feel hurt because I’m still head over heels over him while he’s out enjoying his life with someone new

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Have you ever had a secret crush on anyone?

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

Know your enemies

Three months later we run our own caper,

Can we state Alia Bhatt as the most versatile actress in Bollywood now?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

What happens when you have paranoid schizophrenia?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Can a twin flame runner be happy in a karmic relationship?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

If it ain't

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

“…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”

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

No smile is genuine or real,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

If it ain't

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The other one don't understand me,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Movin objects mentally

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Mothership alien sorceress

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

“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”

“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'”