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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

14.06.2025 00:51

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Undercover cops in New York are riding the subways with iPods on to entice robbery. Is that a form of entrapment? If not, why not?

I seen it all in my short life

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

If it ain't

How do military families handle communication when a service member is injured overseas?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Who is the most annoying character in the Office?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Why is there so much free porn on the internet?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Know your enemies

How do professional musicians handle their equipment during gigs? Do they bring their own or use the venue's sound system?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

What was your best sex experience that still makes you horny?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Why does my best friend call me ugly and act like she’s joking, but today she looked at me and said “I wouldn’t lie to you”? What should I say back to her?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What happened to everybody's thick skin? It used to be that people really didn't get offended, now however, everybody gets offended by the least little thing.

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Is it true that people who are possessed by demons cannot see them until the demon is cast out? What is the reason for this?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Do many women shave their vaginas?

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Movin objects mentally

Why is my ex trying to provoke an argument with me?

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

“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”

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 caught my neighbor leaving his 12-year-old son home alone and he has not come back in 6 hours. Should I call CPS?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

Do you agree with Pete Hegseth's comment that Obama created a moral divide between military and civilian life?

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

I never knew my life mattered”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

What does life mean without death?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

If it ain't

“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'”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Three months later we run our own caper,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

“…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”

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe