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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

12.06.2025 00:58

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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I'll see you when I get there,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Which movies have the best endings?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

What is the best technique for inserting a tampon into one’s anus?

“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”

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Can you provide some examples of music with a free form structure?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why do certain religions consider menstruating women to be impure? Where did the concept of impurity stem from?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

If it ain't

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Which document should be pointed out to a holocaust denier?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

When does a man tell a woman he has feelings for her?

Know your enemies

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

What misfortune led to an important discovery?

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

“…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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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“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”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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”

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I seen it all in my short life

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Mothership alien sorceress

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

If it ain't

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Movin objects mentally

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“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'”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Three months later we run our own caper,

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?”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

No smile is genuine or real,