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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 05:23

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Who designed our DNA structure?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

What is your juiciest sex story?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

Why would my ex block me after I blocked him?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Until we realized how to get the real money;

What are the withdrawal symptoms of Klonopin 1mg?

I seen it all in my short life

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

“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”

Why do atheists want to see God so badly?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“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”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Why are North Carolina Democrats against Mark Robinson? He is the modern Martin Luther King Jr. and the Democrats are being stupid for not voting him.

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

How do police officers feel about the fear they instill into criminals?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

What one thing makes someone a very mature person?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

What are the coolest new smart home gadgets to upgrade your living space?

Three months later we run our own caper,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Summer here, the one who debunks atheism. Isn’t it funny how atheists always say they prefer a “no-nonsense, evidence-based approach” to understanding the world, but when I bring up logical arguments for theism, they suddenly clam up?

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

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

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

Is it appropriate for parents to discipline their child in public if the child is being rude, disrespectful, and unruly towards them? Why or why not?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“…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”

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

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Reveal alien tribal culture,

If it ain't

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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'”

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Know your enemies

No smile is genuine or real,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“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”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Movin objects mentally

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gangbangers that spit slang

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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