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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 08:36

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

How do you feel cockroach?

Soldier with the gas-mask

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What does life mean without death?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

I am so tired of ignorant people like you calling us far rights, why democrats is so educated, they take things from their own mouth, you guys are totalitarian party?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Will Colapinto replace Doohan as second driver at Alpine Team during the 2025 season or is just a rumour of Argentine press?

“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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

What was your experience when trying GHB?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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“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'”

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

What is the worst name in Tolkien’s legendarium (meaning and look)?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch 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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why don't we hear our own snoring?

I do it once, I do it twice,

I'll see you when I get there,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

The other one don't understand me,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Movin objects mentally

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I never knew my life mattered”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Who designed our DNA structure?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

If it ain't

If it ain't

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“…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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Know your enemies

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,