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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 17.06.2025 18:53

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“…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”

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

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

Will friendly dogs protect their owners?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

What explanations do flat earthers have for the shape of our planet? If they do not have any, why should their opinions on this topic be considered credible?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Have you ever had sex with your female cousin? How did it start?

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Do Flat Earthers exist today? If so, where do they live?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

What is the kinkiest thing you and your sex partner have done in bed?

The other one don't understand me,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Do individuals with borderline personality disorder have awareness of their actions or do they believe their behavior is normal?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Have you ever gone to a porn theater with your wife?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Why are people so rude to debt collector’s? I am one and I am so tired of being mistreated. We are under paid and then have to deal with the most ungrateful, and disrespectful people. We aren’t customer service. Don’t get mad at us because YOU owe.

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Have you ever answered your door in lingerie?

I never knew my life mattered”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Why is Matt Gaetz being investigated but not Sarah (Tim) McBride? Why do we only care about grooming when it's the Republicans doing it?

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Why do you think it is bad to allow people to self-identify as a different gender?

Gangbangers that spit slang

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

If it ain't

Is there a musician who has publicly stated that they do not want their music played by the Trump campaign or at a Trump rally? If so, who and why?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why do untreated borderlines always blame their partners when they actually think they are normal?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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”

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

Know your enemies

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I do it once, I do it twice,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

No smile is genuine or real,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

What does life mean without death?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Three months later we run our own caper,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Movin objects mentally

I'll see you when I get there,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Who designed our DNA structure?

Soldier with the gas-mask

“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'”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“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”

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“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”

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I seen it all in my short life

If it ain't

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,