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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 18.06.2025 05:04

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Mothership alien sorceress

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

How do I know if I am a bitch? I try to be a nice person but people often jokingly call me a bitch. My family calls me a bitch sometimes too.

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I'll see you when I get there,

What is the hidden meaning behind 'Skibidi Ohio', and why is it trending?

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

What celebrity do you admire the most?

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

“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What does "feeling like your life is over" mean and why is it not in any dictionary online?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Do snipers lay on top of tank turrets during combat?

“…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”

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

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

Are there any more 'nun' jokes?

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

What’s something you did a lot as a kid that you don’t miss now that you’re an adult?

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why do I smell bad even though I have good hygiene?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I never knew my life mattered”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Why are people nowadays so into anal sex?

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

What do you think of casting Emma Watson as the next James Bond?

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“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”

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

To those people in the world who have access to universal healthcare, what experiences could you share with Americans in order for us to understand how it affects your life (positively or negatively)?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

The other one don't understand me,

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

How can one select funeral songs that truly celebrate the essence of a loved one’s life while providing comfort to attendees?

What does life mean without death?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Who designed our DNA structure?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Know your enemies

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Movin objects mentally

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I do it once, I do it twice,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I seen it all in my short life

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

If it ain't

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Three months later we run our own caper,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

If it ain't

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“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'”

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

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

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

“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',