What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 08:41

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

What does it mean when a guy says he doesn't want to ruin the friendship? Is he rejecting me or is there another explanation? Why would a guy choose not to risk the friendship if he has feelings for me?

The other one don't understand me,

Know your enemies

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

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

What disgusts you?

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

“…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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“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”

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Atheists, there is a god up there in heaven and he loves you so much that he sent his son to die the worst death imaginable and then to turn into a zombie all to save you from sin. Why do you reject him?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“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'”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What does pompano fish taste like?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

What are the pros and cons of banning homosexuality?

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

If it ain't

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Soldier with the gas-mask

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

If it ain't

I never knew my life mattered”

I do it once, I do it twice,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I'll see you when I get there,

Mothership alien sorceress

What does life mean without death?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,