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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

10.06.2025 01:01

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Are you offended if Democrats call Republicans "weird"?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Why is the left keep misrepresenting what Trump said about his daughter? When asked if he would date her if he weren’t her father, it simply reflected pride in raising a smart, respectful, and loving daughter with good morals all men want that no?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What makes you feel guilty the most?

“…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”

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

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

Why do men cheat on their wives with someone extremely unattractive?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

What is your favourite summer outfit? Why?

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

What is the most inappropriate thing your wife has done in front of you?

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

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

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

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I do it once, I do it twice,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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“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'”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“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”

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

What transforms the philosophical intellect?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Mothership alien sorceress

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I never knew my life mattered”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Movin objects mentally

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

“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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

“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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

If it ain't

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I seen it all in my short life

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Know your enemies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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’,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Dead astronauts, pyramids

The other one don't understand me,

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