What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 01.07.2025 12:10

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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I'll see you when I get there,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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Mothership alien sorceress

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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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”

If it ain't

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

If it ain't

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“…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”

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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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Gangbangers that spit slang

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Know your enemies

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Movin objects mentally

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

“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”

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

“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”

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

No smile is genuine or real,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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