What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 03.07.2025 01:01

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Do you have a “no-no” list?

If it ain't

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Voluptatibus nesciunt enim provident in.

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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Know your enemies

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

What if you were the only and last person left on Earth. How will you survive and what would you do with your life?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I do it once, I do it twice,

What does life mean without death?

“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”

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Movin objects mentally

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

The other one don't understand me,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“…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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

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

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

If it ain't

“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”