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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

15.06.2025 04:17

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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I seen it all in my short life

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Im happy but there is a heavy feeling of sadness in my heart that I just can't remove. Why am I like this?

The other one don't understand me,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Why is my crush beautiful to me but not to others?

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

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

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

What does it mean if someone asks if it’s pink?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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'”

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

What is chudai?

No smile is genuine or real,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why didn't people like the Game of Thrones ending?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Do people really have sex with animals?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Can a cop pull you over walking home asking why you are out so late?

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

The Roman Empire at the time of Christ kept meticulous records. Why then, is there no record of the trial of Jesus?

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

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

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

How do I stop my 12-year-old daughter from crying herself to sleep? I have punished her and she still does it.

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What does it mean if I had a dream about my mom who passed 12 years ago waking up from her coma and asking for my dad? I have never had a dreams about her since she has been gone.

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Soldier with the gas-mask

“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”

I am 13 and I am planning to run away. What should I do to succeed?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

If it ain't

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Mothership alien sorceress

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I do it once, I do it twice,

“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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Movin objects mentally

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

“…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”

What does life mean without death?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

If it ain't

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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