What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 00:32

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Laser weapons and ecstasy

How many boxes 600 x 400 x 200 go into a 20ft container?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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Movin objects mentally

What does life mean without death?

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

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I seen it all in my short life

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

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

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The other one don't understand me,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

If it ain't

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Know your enemies

Is it possible to achieve spiritual enlightenment while being in a romantic relationship?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

“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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

“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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Soldier with the gas-mask

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

“…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”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I do it once, I do it twice,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

No smile is genuine or real,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I never knew my life mattered”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

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

“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'”

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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