What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 01.07.2025 00:21

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

The other one don't understand me,

What is better, 4 more years of Trump with the media trying to hurt him, or 8 years of DeSantis with the media licking booty, or 4 to 8 years of RFK with the media hating on him all the time? (Biden is not an option, he can't win)

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Why do women change that much more with age?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Do Brits realize that Andrew Tate is the one who will liberate their country from tyranny by becoming prime minister?

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Why does Africa have all mineral resources but she is suffering economically?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Is it possible to revive a dead person in real life with black magic?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why is Reagan seen as the best president in the USA when he literally destroyed the American economy with trickle down system and was strongly against worker unions?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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“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”

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Trump always acts like he was forced to be president, that he was chosen by God. Why do we put up with this? This maniac can't focus and get his mind off of being asskissed like an emperor.

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Me and my peeps is all trife

Know your enemies

If it ain't

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Soldier with the gas-mask

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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 there's steak with the beans and rice,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I'll see you when I get there,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

What does life mean without death?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Movin objects mentally

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

“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'”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

If it ain't

“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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,