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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

11.06.2025 08:50

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Have you ever witnessed a remote beach show where hundreds of turtles crawling to the water?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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Me and my peeps is all trife

I never knew my life mattered”

If it ain't

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I'll see you when I get there,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

What was your biggest culture shock going to Europe?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

What caused the stock market to crash?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

When was the first time your wife had beastiality?

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

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

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

What song are you listening to right now? What does it mean to you?

No smile is genuine or real,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Libtards argue Obama deported more people than Trump, but if that were true why weren't they comparing Obama to Idi Amin?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

“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”

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I seen it all in my short life

“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Know your enemies

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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 do it once, I do it twice,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Movin objects mentally

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

“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”

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

“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

The other one don't understand me,

Gangbangers that spit slang

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Three months later we run our own caper,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“…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”

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,