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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

08.06.2025 00:14

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“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'”

Movin objects mentally

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

Can you explain the difference between fissionable and fissile materials and their role in nuclear power reactors?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

What does it mean if someone asks if it’s pink?

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

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

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

Why are men obsessed with breasts and their size? I don't quite see women being obsessed with the penis - Why is this so?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Which scene is considered the most difficult to watch in each of Quentin Tarantino's movies?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

What does life mean without death?

What are the pros and cons of arranged marriages?

I seen it all in my short life

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Is homosexuality an excommunicable offense in Christianity?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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“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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My scammer is blackmailing me. If I don't pay 300 euros, he will send my intimate photos to my relatives. What should I do?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why am I peeing so much without drinking a lot of water? I checked my blood sugar and it is normal. Could it be something else?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“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”

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

There is any scientific evidence that we live in a sphere. Why do others say that we lives in a flat Earth but there is no evidence that they have proven the existence of a flat earth?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Know your enemies

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I never knew my life mattered”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

If it ain't

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“…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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Three months later we run our own caper,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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