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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

09.06.2025 03:12

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Why does a lot of the YouTube community support the MGTOW movement?

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“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”

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Why would the state lie about the Earth's shape? We know that it's flat, but why do they lie and tell us that it is a sphere?

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

What does life mean without death?

Movin objects mentally

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Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

What do you think about Matt Gatz as an attorney general?

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

What is your analysis of Walter White from Breaking Bad?

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I am skinny, I have been doing 100 pushups a day for more than a month and am seeing very few results, everything is so unfair, I workout more than anyone I know and am still skinny, why cant I build muscle?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why is Donald Trump criticized by so many people?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Do you have any problem dating a younger man?

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

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

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

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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

What are the similarities and differences between the policies of Democrats and Republicans currently?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

What is the naughtiest fantasy that you've lived out?

“…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”

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

If it ain't

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I seen it all in my short life

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

“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 truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Me and my peeps is all trife

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I'll see you when I get there,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

“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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Know your enemies

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,