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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 27.06.2025 01:00

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Know your enemies

My waist finally looks like how it did before I had kids but I didn’t lose weight. Why am I still 15 lbs from my starting weight?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

How does it feel to have sex with a 40 year old curvy aunty?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Early humans took a giant evolutionary leap when they started eating meat - Earth.com

“…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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

How often do prisoners try to escape from jail/prison, and how many of them succeed?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Why do Republicans only believe in two genders? How do they explain Caitlin Jenner and George Santos?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

How long can I have fake braids in? I want to do it for the whole school year but I don’t know how to keep it intact.

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Which city should one visit between Nice and Cannes? Why?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Neuroimaging study suggests mindfulness meditation lowers sensory gating - PsyPost

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Her Estranged Mother Caused Her Years Of Pain, So When Her Mother Reached Out About A Kidney Transplant, She’s Left With A Difficult Choice - TwistedSifter

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

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

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

With so much evidence supporting the flat Earth theory, why aren't more resources dedicated to studying it?

If it ain't

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Do women really cheat more than men?

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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'”

Gangbangers that spit slang

What does life mean without death?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

No smile is genuine or real,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

If it ain't

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I seen it all in my short life

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

I do it once, I do it twice,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Movin objects mentally

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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”

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Mothership alien sorceress