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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

13.06.2025 02:31

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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”

How come Jesus died on Friday and rose on Sunday? That's not 3 days and three nights.

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

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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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I'll see you when I get there,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I do it once, I do it twice,

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Why is my Whirlpool fridge not cooling but the freezer works? What is the solution?

No smile is genuine or real,

Three months later we run our own caper,

What does life mean without death?

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

What are some disadvantages of living in rural areas? What are the advantages?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I never knew my life mattered”

Gangbangers that spit slang

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Know your enemies

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Movin objects mentally

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

If it ain't

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

“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”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

“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'”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,