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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

09.06.2025 01:26

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Gangbangers that spit slang

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

When a black man and a white woman have a child, does the child become white? If a white man and a black woman have a child, does the child become black?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Why are men today so pussiefied?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“…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”

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“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”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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The other one don't understand me,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Is Matt Gaetz qualified to be Attorney General of the United States?

“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”

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

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

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No smile is genuine or real,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Movin objects mentally

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

How does a 45-year-old man get a girlfriend?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Is there porn on TikTok?

What does life mean without death?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Are there any political parties or groups that have a mix of conservative and liberal beliefs? Why are they not as prominent in the media?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Did your siblings abuse you growing up? Not your parents, specifically your siblings, or other children in the household you were raised with.

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Three months later we run our own caper,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Soldier with the gas-mask

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

Know your enemies

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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'”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

If it ain't

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

If it ain't

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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