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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 17.06.2025 03:55

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Why did you put a guy’s dick in your mouth the first time?

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What would happen if Kakashi and Naruto switched places?

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

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

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

How can you determine which type of underwear to wear with different styles of clothing, such as dresses?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

What are the similarities and differences between the policies of Democrats and Republicans currently?

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

How many wishes do people get on their birthday?

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What might be the social consequences of an ethnic as opposed to a civic conception of the nation?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

When sharing a wife, is it best with your buddy or a stranger?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

What would you change in the "Game of Thrones" storyline if you were one of the writers of the TV series?

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

How can someone feel more FTM when AMAB?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

How likely is it to make a living out of being a window cleaner in a Nordic country?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Why are American university students fine with sharing a room?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What do you like about McDonald's?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

What are some ways to cope with paranoid thoughts about being gangstalked or targeted individuals?

No smile is genuine or real,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

What does life mean without death?

How do the police verify the authenticity of an online profile? What methods do they use to determine if a profile is real or fake?

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

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

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

How good do you sing and how do you know this?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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'”

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I'll see you when I get there,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I never knew my life mattered”

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Know your enemies

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

Movin objects mentally

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

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