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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

15.06.2025 00:21

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Me and my peeps is all trife

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Joaquin Buckley shuts down narrative that Islam Makhachev is a 'big threat' to the top UFC welterweights - Bloody Elbow

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What does it feel like to "lose your looks" to age?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Soldier with the gas-mask

How did Kate Mulgrew feel about Jeri Ryan joining the cast of Star Trek: Voyager?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Why do Brits drive a lot more dangerously compared to Americans? Is there just no courtesy when driving in the UK?

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

What would TERFs do if there weren't such a thing as being transgender? Who would be their target?

What does life mean without death?

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Jenny from Perth writes – my partner is the life of the party, women and men adore him. But at home, he gets angry at us for the silliest reasons and never nice words me or our kids, always putting us down. Should I stay or leave him?

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Has your wife made you a cuckold?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I seen it all in my short life

How will Israelis respond to someone claiming that anti-Zionism is not anti-Semitism, in the same way as anti-feminism not being misogyny and opposing same-sex marriage not being homophobia?

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

If the world was flat, would it be possible to see Mount Everest if it was on the other side of the Earth on a clear sunny day?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

In bed, not in music, which is better, a drummer or a bass player?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Why am I so wanting to suck a penis?

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

“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”

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

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Movin objects mentally

Mothership alien sorceress

“…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”

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

The other one don't understand me,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Know your enemies

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“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”

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

If it ain't

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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'”

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

If it ain't

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Who designed our DNA structure?

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