What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 04:42

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

If it ain't

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

What is a good habit and what is bad one?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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”

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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What does life mean without death?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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I never knew my life mattered”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

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No smile is genuine or real,

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

“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”

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

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

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

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

“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”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I do it once, I do it twice,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“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'”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Gangbangers that spit slang

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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

“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”

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Know your enemies

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

If it ain't

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“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”

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Movin objects mentally

I seen it all in my short life

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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