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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 16.06.2025 04:18

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

What is something you have to share?

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Are there any penalties for bestiality in the USA and laws prohibiting it?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Movin objects mentally

What is so great about Jiraiya?

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

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

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

Do you wear tights for warmth or to make your legs look better?

“…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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

What are my 10 favorite rock record album opening tracks?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Has Great Britain ever been considered a "hyper-power" like the United States or Russia are currently considered? If not, why?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Why is (n-1)(n+1)=n^2-1?

“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”

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

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

Is it ok for someone to crossdress in public?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Is Trump a complete idiot?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Do you think the constitution and laws should be taught in school?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Three months later we run our own caper,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

How common are novels, animes, or mangas, that are both coming of age and thriller? What do you think of these kinds of stories? What are some examples?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

How do you deal with a neighbor stealing?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Are there girls here who like group sex?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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,

“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”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

What does life mean without death?

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Know your enemies

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

“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”

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

If it ain't

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“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'”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

No smile is genuine or real,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I seen it all in my short life

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

If it ain't

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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