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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 18.06.2025 00:26

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“A.I. Cracks the Black Hole Code”: Astronomers Use Artificial Intelligence to Reveal Hidden Forces at the Heart of the Universe - Rude Baguette

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

What do men find attractive in an older woman?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

How did you know you weren't the narc?

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?

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

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

“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”

What are the reasons for your political affiliation with the Democratic party? What are some aspects of the party that you support and some that you do not?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

What is the best comeback you used on someone?

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

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

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

What do teens do at night?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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'”

No smile is genuine or real,

What would happen if the Earth stopped spinning for one minute?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Which current F1 drivers should switch teams based on historical patterns?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why do most people care so much about what others think? Are they afraid of society norms?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Why do flat-earth conspiracy theorists believe that photos from space, including those of satellites, are fake?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Me and my peeps is all trife

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I seen it all in my short life

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“…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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Who designed our DNA structure?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

If it ain't

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Movin objects mentally

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Know your enemies

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,