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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 02:07

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I’m running away I live in Indiana what states near by are safe I’m 12 no comments?

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Why did my crush like me for only two days in a row?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Are LGBT people accepted in Japan?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

If our normal body temperature is 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit, why do we perceive weather in the 90s as "hot?"

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

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

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

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

How do you feel about the impending end of what Donald Trump calls "the Green New scam"?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Why do Trumpers and MAGA Republicans care who is trans and who is gay ECT? If they didn't have a personal interest in transgenderism it shouldn't matter so much then, right?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

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

What is one thing you've learned from life?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

What is it that gives a man who is a submissive cock sucker his most pleasure?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If there is an abandoned house with no owner, can I live in it?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

What should I expect after a BBL surgery?

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

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

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

What is the most inappropriate experience you have had with a friend's daughter?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Is TikTok becoming a platform for soft porn?

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why do some men love sucking cocks?

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Does a narcissist ever get their comeuppance/karma for the vile things they've done? Such as cheating, smear campaign, etc.

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“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”

If it ain't

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

“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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

“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”

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Who designed our DNA structure?

What does life mean without death?

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

I never knew my life mattered”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

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

Know your enemies

Soldier with the gas-mask

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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'”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

“…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?

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I seen it all in my short life

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Mothership alien sorceress

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,