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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

08.06.2025 12:44

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

What does life mean without death?

Something Deep in Our Galaxy Is Pulsing Every 44 Minutes. No One Knows Why. - AOL.com

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Even Captain James T. Kirk was trapped in a woman's body. Don't you think he'd support trans people?

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Who are the IT boys of the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th generation in K-pop?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“…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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

How can Democrats not feel hypocritical when they urge Trump not to be vengeful should be become president when the Democrats are trying to put Trump into prison?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Is TikTok a creation of the porn industry? To make porn more normalized and accepted? So the porn industry doesn’t lose customers?

Movin objects mentally

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Do most narcissists have good intentions as long as you are under their control?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

Why is Prince Harry being fired by BetterUp CEO Alexi Robichaux, and what role did Marc Benioff’s decision to pull sponsorship play in this?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why is sin so sweet?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What are some ten strong legal evidences that are needed for a divorce?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

No smile is genuine or real,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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”

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

The other one don't understand me,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

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

“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'”

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

If it ain't

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“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”

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

If it ain't

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

Mothership alien sorceress

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I never knew my life mattered”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Know your enemies

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats