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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 05:07

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

I'll see you when I get there,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

What is the most heartbreaking or sad love story that you ever had (experienced)?

If it ain't

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

How do you know how physically attractive you actually are?

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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”

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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?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

What's your wildest & weirdest fantasy?

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Do crossdressers like wearing pantyliners and tampons in their butts?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

What should I do if a girl whom I love asks me to be her friend?

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My dog is 2 weeks old. He's not eating, moving and always sleeping and I can't take him to a vet. What should I do?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

What do gang stalkers want?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

How did Madri, mother of Nakula and Sahadeva die?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Its year 2041, and president Hunter Biden has ordered every republican who sweared at him to be arrested and shot. I am on my way to the death row listening to the cheer of the Liberal mob chanting death death death. How can I escape?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I do it once, I do it twice,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

The other one don't understand me,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Know your enemies

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

“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'”

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

What does life mean without death?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

If it ain't

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

“…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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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”

“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”

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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