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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

13.06.2025 01:08

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Do you feel uncomfortable when you come across cross dressers?

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Why do you write?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Can you explain the difference between being a conservative Republican and a liberal Democrat? Can you provide some examples of their ideologies?

Gangbangers that spit slang

If it ain't

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

What are the causes of over sweating?

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

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

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

If it ain't

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

I have the power to talk to aliens through using telepathy. Why do people think I'm crazy?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

How do I know if I am a bitch? I try to be a nice person but people often jokingly call me a bitch. My family calls me a bitch sometimes too.

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Know your enemies

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

“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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I never knew my life mattered”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The other one don't understand me,

I do it once, I do it twice,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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”

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Movin objects mentally

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

“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'”

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

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

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

“…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”