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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

09.06.2025 04:46

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

“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”

Hi, I’m Jo. My best friend died 2 years ago today. My husband died 6 months later. So, I’m a depressed mess (we were married 28 years) and can’t shake it. Even my Brother is worried. Some days I don’t do anything, and avoid men cause I don’t want to date. Any suggestions? Thanks for reading.

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Would you raise your children like your parents raised you?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Mothership alien sorceress

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Why do some people hesitate to say 'I love you' even after their partners have said it first? How can one interpret this behavior from their loved ones?

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

What's your favourite porn video to jerk off to?

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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“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”

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

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

My cantankerous beagle is very badly behaved at the dog park and always starts barking at the other dogs. Would pepper spray be an effective method to correct his inappropriate behavior?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Does centrifugal force teach us about gravity?

“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'”

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I'll see you when I get there,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Know your enemies

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Who designed our DNA structure?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What does life mean without death?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

No smile is genuine or real,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Three months later we run our own caper,

“…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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

If it ain't

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

The other one don't understand me,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

If it ain't

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you