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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 17.06.2025 05:09

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Movin objects mentally

How do you identify a woman player?

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

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

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

I want to touch my sister’s boobs. What do I say?

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

What is your juiciest sex story?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Why do the Republican city officials at Springfield Ohio continue to deny that immigrants are eating pets to sabotage the Trump campaign, even though immigrant pet-eating is now widely believed to be true?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Do the British people realize how much American people absolutely despise them?

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

What factors may contribute to intelligent individuals identifying as Republican rather than Democrat in the United States today?

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

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

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

What are some difficulties in a JEE aspirant's life?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Why did Cartman love Heidi purely with heart, her being the first one he ever did, but then one day Butters tells him that all women are manipulative and then he began to believe that she was a bad person and pretended to be a victim?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

What is the most craziest dream you ever had?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Why do people stay in cults after they have joined?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

How do I deal with autistic burnout/meltdown/shutdown when cooking?

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

What was the most inappropriate thing your parent caught you doing as a teen? Was in the bedroom, I thought nobody else was home. My sister and I shared that bedroom but I knew she was gone. I didn’t know my dad was home though.

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Recently, I cleared my JP Morgan coding round. Next, I received mail for a video interview. What kind of questions are asked in this round? How do I prepare myself?

“…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”

If it ain't

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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”

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

If it ain't

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Know your enemies

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

I seen it all in my short life

“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'”

The other one don't understand me,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I never knew my life mattered”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

What does life mean without death?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Mothership alien sorceress