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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 22.06.2025 00:01

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

What does life mean without death?

If it ain't

Why would an older small breed dog become obsessive about hygiene?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

What melts your heart every time without fail?

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Do countries with free health care generally have co-pays or deductibles to discourage use?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why did VP Vance decide to humiliate the President of Ukraine on national TV?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

If it ain't

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Is the Las Vegas Grand Prix considered one of the "premier events on the Formula 1 calendar?"

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

It has been said that people with ADHD can often hyperfocus. Can that be an advantage?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Until we realized how to get the real money;

No smile is genuine or real,

If everyone hates censorship so much, why do those “censorship-free” alternative social media sites always fail?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

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Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Movin objects mentally

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

The other one don't understand me,

“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”

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“…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”

“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”

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I seen it all in my short life

Who designed our DNA structure?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I'll see you when I get there,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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'”

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

Know your enemies

My sister's cute but she got no gear,