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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 18.06.2025 09:45

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I feel so attached and in love with a dead celebrity. My love for anyone else is overshadowed by my love for him. What does this mean?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Why do women stubbornly refuse to let men lead, even though they are attracted to the man, and the man both loves and desires them? Why do they get angry and blame the man when he gets fed up and walks away, when it's entirely their own fault?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Were any US Generals hurt or killed yesterday in Damascus, Syria, yesterday 5/9/24?

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

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

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

Why do people who were very kind and loving once become cold-hearted?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

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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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

What is the most peculiar thing about the human brain?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

If you caught a shoplifter at your yard sale, how would you handle it?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Why do most atheists in debates with theists take Bible verses out of context much of the time? Are they lying maliciously or do they not understand theology enough to understand the meaning?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Why do our deceased do not protect us from other bad spirits?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Why does Islam give a bad vibe?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

What does life mean without death?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

What do you think of Vance using a clip of an embarrassed teenager from almost 20 years ago in an attempt to bully Kamala Harris?

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

The other one don't understand me,

Mothership alien sorceress

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch 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”

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

“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”

“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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

If it ain't

“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'”

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

Movin objects mentally

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I do it once, I do it twice,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Soldier with the gas-mask

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

If it ain't

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“…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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Gangbangers that spit slang

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Know your enemies

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Me and my peeps is all trife

I never knew my life mattered”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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