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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

10.06.2025 01:25

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Do you anal play alone?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

If freedom of speech is absolute, how come it's not applied for private spaces and for the Internet?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Have you worn a tight black mini skirt?

Mothership alien sorceress

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Are there girls here who like group sex?

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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”

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

What is your most erotic sex story?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Are there any queer Space Marine Legion in Warhammer 30k or 40k?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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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'”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I do it once, I do it twice,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

“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”

“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 does life mean without death?

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Who designed our DNA structure?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Know your enemies

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

If it ain't

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch 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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

If it ain't

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“…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”

I never knew my life mattered”