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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 16.06.2025 08:04

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

How do flat earthers explain the Earth being stationary? Is this concept considered impossible?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I seen it all in my short life

Why do I want to be caught sucking dick by my wife?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Why are white women dating more black guys than ever?

Soldier with the gas-mask

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

What is it that gives a man who is a submissive cock sucker his most pleasure?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Movin objects mentally

What would you do if you found out that someone had broken into your home while you were sleeping?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

How can MeTV Toons compete with other national broadcast TV networks?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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“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'”

Three months later we run our own caper,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What are women's true thoughts and feelings on bestiality?

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

What was the craziest place that you had sex with someone in public?

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

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

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

Why do narcissists keep calling on the phone after years of separation?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Does any other guys get turned on by dick pic makes you lick lips because you what to suck?

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

What does life mean without death?

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Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

What are 10 interesting facts about you?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

“…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”

How do I come out as queer to my best friend in a funny and stupid way?

Me and my peeps is all trife

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Know your enemies

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“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”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

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

The other one don't understand me,

If it ain't

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“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”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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