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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 30.06.2025 00:39

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Do you think Taylor Swift will pay a price in the marketplace for endorsing Democrats?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

What was the worst decision you ever did?

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why does Microsoft always create so many ugly, confusing, and ridiculous product names? The worst of them all is ".Net" (which is really confusing).

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

If it ain't

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Musk rails against Trump tax bill, calling it ‘a disgusting abomination’ - The Washington Post

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

The International Boxing Association said that Khelif and Lin competing in Paris Olympics were disqualified from the tournament for testing positive for XY chromosomes which give an unfair advantage in the women’s division. What do you think?

“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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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

What do you think of Andrew Tate?

I seen it all in my short life

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Why do I sweat (mostly on face) when I eat usually spicy food?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

The tiny Logitech Keys-To-Go 2 keyboard lets me get work done almost anywhere - CNN

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Do you think cheating is that bad?

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

“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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

See the moon shine with famous red star Antares in the southern sky on June 9 - Space

No smile is genuine or real,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

How do you know when someone really loves you?

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I never knew my life mattered”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“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”

Mothership alien sorceress

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

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

Know your enemies

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

“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'”

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“…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”

Movin objects mentally

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Me and my peeps is all trife

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I do it once, I do it twice,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

If it ain't

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

What does life mean without death?

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

The other one don't understand me,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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