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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 03:57

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Why are right-wing commentators spreading conspiracy theories about Haitians eating local pets in Springfield, Ohio?

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

What have I done wrong? How can I start over?

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My ex got into a relationship within 2 weeks after a breakup. What should I do?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Why am I attracted to older men?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why do I feel bad when I see white girls dating black guys, am I racist?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

What advice would you give to a father of a teenage daughter on how to protect her from boys, dating, and social media? How should fathers discuss these topics with their daughters?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

This is a real question: Why do a lot of men/boys hate (yes, hate) women that voice their criteria in choosing a partner? Even when the criteria is sane and responsible. Besides it being, sadly, an effective mating strategy, why does it exist?

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

What do you think of the Black history lessons in the PBS documentary about jazz pianist-singer Hazel Scott?

“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”

“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”

Know your enemies

What would you do if you were lost at sea in the Florida Keys?

“…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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Is it possible for buyers to negotiate after an inspection if the appraisal is lower than expected?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Is it possible to run away from home at 16? What are some essential items to bring for survival?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What is the Replika app, and how does it work?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

I think that being gay is wrong, but I treat gay people respectfully like any other person. Is it homophobic? Or offensive in any kind of way? Aren’t disagreement and discrimination two different things?

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Movin objects mentally

If it ain't

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry 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”

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

If it ain't

I never knew my life mattered”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Three months later we run our own caper,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I seen it all in my short life

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“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'”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,