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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 13:37

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

What are some ten strong legal evidences that are needed for a divorce?

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Why did Donald Trump look so old during the debate?

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

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

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

Why am I always so tired, no matter how much I sleep?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Why is watching a man and a woman have sex considered perverted? It's how we all got here, it's what we do, I say if you want to watch porn then carry on!

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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“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 does life mean without death?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Orchestral Music: How well synchronised in time do musicians have to be to sound as if they are playing together?

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

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

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

Is 1500 calories enough for a 5’3 15-year-old who is non-active?

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

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

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

Does eating bread before bed make you fat? If so, why?

Gangbangers that spit slang

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

My boss called me on a Saturday to let me know he that due to financial reasons, I was no longer needed effective immediatley. 3 days later, he sends me a text asking about work issues. How do I respond?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Why did it take seven days for troops with helicopters, equipment, supplies, food, and water to be dispatched to southeast storm zones?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

If it ain't

“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”

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

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

Know your enemies

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I seen it all in my short life

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I'll see you when I get there,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

No smile is genuine or real,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“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'”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

The other one don't understand me,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Movin objects mentally

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“…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”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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 do it once, I do it twice,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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