What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 19:33

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Why doesn’t Melania Trump do some more modeling?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Can both male and female cows be milked? Can bulls also be milked?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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What does life mean without death?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

“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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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

When you visit a store, do you go to shop or buy?

The other one don't understand me,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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”

If it ain't

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“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'”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Mothership alien sorceress

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“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”

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

If it ain't

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Know your enemies

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“…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”

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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