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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 20:06

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Why did Mark Lane harass Helen Markham during an illegally recorded telephone conversation to misidentify Lee Harvey Oswald who she witnessed as the shooter of Tippit?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Has anyone shared his wife with a friend? How was it?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

Microsoft's OpenAI partnership is fraying at the seams - Axios

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I seen it all in my short life

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

30-Day No-Sugar, High-Fiber, Anti-Inflammatory Meal Plan, Created by a Dietitian - EatingWell

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Are democrats eating crow?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Isn't it a turn on to have sex with a girl in a skirt or in a tight spandex?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

How conservative the Japanese people really is? And the government?

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

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

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

What's an uncomfortable truth you've learned to accept?

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

If it ain't

“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”

Final Fantasy 16 runs at 720p on Xbox Series X in performance mode - Video Games Chronicle

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

How did your marriage end?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Three months later we run our own caper,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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”

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“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”

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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'”

Know your enemies

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

If it ain't

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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