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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

16.06.2025 00:40

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

How come I can't stay sober?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I seen it all in my short life

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

Why are people of mixed race seen as more attractive than non-mixed-race people?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

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

Is it appropriate for parents to discipline their child in public if the child is being rude, disrespectful, and unruly towards them? Why or why not?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Could the guys here tell me how their first experience with a trans woman was? Who was the lady to you? ( I mean girlfriend, one night stand, etc.) I just had my first experience recently and I would like to know about others?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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”

Why does Rahul Gandhi have so many haters?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Do all armies have the same rank structure?

Movin objects mentally

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Democrat voters, why are you so naive, easy to manipulate, can't see a liar standing right in front of you and why won't you research your party? You will find they have a plan for all W. Nations and it's evil.

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

How did Nickelback gain a large fan base despite criticism of their music?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

What do you typically do while on meth?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Mothership alien sorceress

The Big Bang myth Our origins will always elude us - UnHerd

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I caught my husband of 20 years looking at inappropriate pics of women on TikTok or Instagram. I'm not sure., but when I told him he got mad and made excuses of why they popped up. I then told him how I've snuck on his phone and saw what he's been looking at . We had a horrible big fight. I asked him why did he even marry me when I see the type he likes . Nothing like me, I'm petite, blonde and blue eyes. These women are dark haired dark eyed and have curvy bodies, large breasts, etc. I just don't feel the same about him after this. I can't get over this

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

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

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

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

“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”

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

“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”

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I never knew my life mattered”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

If it ain't

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Reveal alien tribal culture,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I'll see you when I get there,

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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Know your enemies

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“…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”

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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'”

What does life mean without death?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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