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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

09.06.2025 02:16

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Why do I have an itch in my labia, white gooey and thick discharge which doesn't have a smell but my vagina does sometimes and both me and my partner do not have STDs, what is it?

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

If it ain't

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Why can't ugly women date hot guys? I know a woman who wants a hot BF but people would just laugh at her and ask her "what can you bring to the table for him?", isn't that messed up?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

The Ray-Ban Meta smart glasses are on sale for their best price to date - The Verge

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

ESA’s new asteroid hunter opens its eye to the sky - European Space Agency

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

What is music publishing?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Me and my peeps is all trife

Those Ice Baths May Not Be 'a Great Idea' - Newser

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Why do people stay in cults after they have joined?

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

“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”

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

Are Indian girls awesome in bed? Do they taste different than our American girls? Does anyone has experience with both American and Indian girls?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Why do I sweat so much after shower?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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”

“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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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

“…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”

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

Know your enemies

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

The other one don't understand me,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

What does life mean without death?

I seen it all in my short life

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I do it once, I do it twice,

If it ain't

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Soldier with the gas-mask

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

No smile is genuine or real,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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