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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

13.06.2025 02:47

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

No smile is genuine or real,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

What is your language's pangram?

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Why does my girlfriend keep asking me if I love her?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Why are you a Muslim? Why is it Islam for you and not something else?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Why does my mom never wear underwear?

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Who is the most annoying character in the Office?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Are Americans really as uneducated and ignorant as portrayed in the media?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

How can I get my ex-husband to love me again?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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The other one don't understand me,

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

“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”

If Donald Trump is so evil and Joe Biden is so good why is Trump the one selflessly providing Bibles for the needy while Biden doesn't? Why doesn't Biden care for America's spiritually needy people as much as Trump?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What are some life hacks for living on your own?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

If it ain't

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I never knew my life mattered”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Gangbangers that spit slang

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I do it once, I do it twice,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Three months later we run our own caper,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Know your enemies

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

“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'”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

If it ain't

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

I'll see you when I get there,

What does life mean without death?

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

“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”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“…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”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Who designed our DNA structure?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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