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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 02:23

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Are miracles real or do they just have natural explanations?

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

How can you tell if someone or someone's is trying to recruit or at least test you for a secret organization?

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

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

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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'”

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Three months later we run our own caper,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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“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”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Me and my peeps is all trife

Do many women shave their vaginas?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

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

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Know your enemies

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“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”

No smile is genuine or real,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I seen it all in my short life

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Movin objects mentally

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

If it ain't

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

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

If it ain't

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Mothership alien sorceress

“…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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

What does life mean without death?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

“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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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