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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

15.06.2025 16:38

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

What does life mean without death?

Why do men first look at a woman's chest instead of their face?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Can they start feeding only one meal to prisoners on death row or those doing a life sentence? Because only then will it be real punishment. If they want extra food they can work or pay from their own pocket.

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Can women learn to squirt?

No smile is genuine or real,

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

“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'”

How do you help patients stop hearing voices?

Movin objects mentally

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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Know your enemies

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Why do narcissist move on so easily?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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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”

I'll see you when I get there,

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

If we do not know the name of the father of a child, e.g. a foundling, an illegitimate, etc., then to whom should the bin or the binti of the child's name be applied?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

How do I deal with autistic burnout/meltdown/shutdown when cooking?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Are democrats eating crow?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

What can I say to a scammer who thinks he loves me, but I don't want to be scammed?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

If it ain't

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“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”

If it ain't

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“…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”

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Gangbangers that spit slang

I seen it all in my short life

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I never knew my life mattered”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

The other one don't understand me,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows