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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

13.06.2025 12:36

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

Which city should one visit between Nice and Cannes? Why?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Why is blood sugar ranging from 70-180 in a day and checked through a glucometer?

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

What are the signs of covert narcissistic abuse that most people miss?

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why isn't bestiality illegal in most states? If children can't consent, then animals DEFINITELY can't consent. Why is being a pedophile a crime but zoophilia is not?

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Can you share any "backstage pass" experiences you have had at concerts?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Free agent LB Germaine Pratt agrees to terms with Raiders - NBC Sports

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

“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”

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

Why am I not attracted to masculine men? Why do I like more feminine attributes on a man?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

What qualities do single women typically look for in a man? Is it a common preference for women to want a man who earns more than they do?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

How do you handle family members who ask for handouts?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Why do flat Earthers still exist even though it is scientifically proven that the Earth is spherical?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Why are Christians quick to say that there are a lot the gay Christians that exist NOW and use that to pretend that Christianity is just loving to gays when the last 40 years of my life they been horrible?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

The other one don't understand me,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

“…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?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I seen it all in my short life

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Soldier with the gas-mask

Know your enemies

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Movin objects mentally

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“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”

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

If it ain't

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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