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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

16.06.2025 00:10

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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?

“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”

“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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

What is the impact of being stereotyped as poor on an individual's life? How does it make them feel?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

What is life without a job?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Can you give an example of a documentary where the person telling the story believed it to be true, but it turned out to be false?

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What are some very specific groups of people you just cannot stand?

What does life mean without death?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

What is your review of The Office (U.S. TV series)?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Mothership alien sorceress

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Can you tell me a depressing story?

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

“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'”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What are the challenges associated with the birth narratives of Jesus?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I'll see you when I get there,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

One day, I happened to walk past where my crush was with friends. Then all of a sudden they start laughing, and someone maybe him, goes "freaking (my name) with her freaking hair!" Can anyone offer insights into this? We're in middle school.

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

In your humble opinion, why does the narcissist mistake kindness for weakness in some people?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Know your enemies

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

Why do so many guys love anime girls?

“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”

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

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

Do you anal play alone?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Why is my elder sister so mean?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

How can a man clean his Soul?

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

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

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

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

“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”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Movin objects mentally

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“…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”

I do it once, I do it twice,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

The other one don't understand me,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I never knew my life mattered”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

If it ain't

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

If it ain't