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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 24.06.2025 13:35

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

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

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

Why do men always bring up “the draft” (the last military draft was in 1972) when abortion rights are being discussed? - are they advocating that women ought to owe our bodies to the government? Should anyone owe their body to the state?

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Why is Taylor Swift voting for Kamala Harris?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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I never knew my life mattered”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

What is your age now, and what age do you prefer to stay at forever?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Why are Boomers so vehemently opposed to student loan forgiveness?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“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'”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Movin objects mentally

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

“…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”

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

What does life mean without death?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

If it ain't

“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”

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Who designed our DNA structure?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

Know your enemies

The other one don't understand me,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gangbangers that spit slang

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I seen it all in my short life

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

If it ain't

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,