What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 01.07.2025 15:43

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

What does life mean without death?

“…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”

What is the difference in effectiveness between an infrared sauna blanket and a regular one?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Movin objects mentally

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

What was your most embarrassing and humiliating bare bottom spanking?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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'”

Know your enemies

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

How do I become mentally strong?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

I do it once, I do it twice,

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Soldier with the gas-mask

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Are women as visual as men are?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

“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”

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“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”

No smile is genuine or real,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I seen it all in my short life

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

If it ain't

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I'll see you when I get there,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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”

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

If it ain't

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,