What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 03.07.2025 00:57

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

The other one don't understand me,

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

“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”

What's the most trivial thing that ever made you go to the doctor?

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

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

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

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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

If it ain't

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

Why do I want to give up on men?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

“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”

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

If it ain't

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Know your enemies

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“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'”

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“…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”

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Mothership alien sorceress

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I seen it all in my short life

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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