What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 03.07.2025 06:09

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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Soldier with the gas-mask

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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'”

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The other one don't understand me,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What are the legal obligations of a new homeowner if the previous owner leaves furniture in the house after moving out?

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

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,

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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“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”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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“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”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

If it ain't

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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”

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

“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'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Three months later we run our own caper,

What does life mean without death?

Mothership alien sorceress

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

If it ain't

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Movin objects mentally

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

No smile is genuine or real,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

“…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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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