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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 07:01

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

If it ain't

Why doesn't California have the tools, people, means to put out these fires even though they know there will be fires every year?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

If there was only one man remaining on the Earth, would this be regarded as extinction?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My girlfriend told me that she wants to move in with me. I have my own apartment and I like my peace and quiet, but I also love her. We've been together for a year now. What should I do?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I seen it all in my short life

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

What is the most unwatchable movie you have sat through?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Movin objects mentally

What one thing makes someone a very mature person?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I'll see you when I get there,

I do it once, I do it twice,

I’m wondering about attachment and transference with the therapist and the idea of escape and fantasy? How much do you think your strong feelings, constant thoughts, desires to be with your therapist are a way to escape from your present life? I wonder if the transference serves another purpose than to show us our wounds and/or past experiences, but is a present coping strategy for managing what we don’t want to face (even if unconsciously) in the present—-current relationships, life circumstances, etc. Can anyone relate to this concept of escape in relation to their therapy relationship? How does this play out for you?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Apple’s Music app in iOS 26 gains my favorite feature from the Mac - 9to5Mac

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Having read so much about Archie and Lilibet not actually existing, does anyone have any proof that they not only exist but that Meghan gave birth to them?

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

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

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

How long does it typically take for prices to return to normal after tariffs are removed?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

What are your thoughts on the trend of Americans labeling themselves as "TikTok refugees" and migrating to the Chinese social media platform RedNote (Xiaohongshu)?

The other one don't understand me,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

How would you feel about your husband allowing a mutual friend to see you naked and exposed to show off your pussy?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Are judges being lenient on hard criminals?

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

Know your enemies

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

No smile is genuine or real,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

“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”

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

“…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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“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'”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,