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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 14:52

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

How do you identify a woman player?

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Can you summarize season 1 of "The Acolyte"?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Does believing in God and Satan cause schizophrenia?

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

If it ain't

How do I write a character’s physical description without it feeling unnatural and clunky? I’m able to describe their hair and body relatively easily because my writing puts emphasis on small movements and fidgeting, but I can’t describe faces.

“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”

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Do you think that the Democratic Party of the USA is not fighting back against Trump? And if so, why do you think so?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

What nonsense did you hear today in India that made you laugh?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

What is the difference between "eher" and " lieber" in German? Are the two synonyms? If yes, then which one is the most used?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Why do men think I’m easy just by looking at me?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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”

Mothership alien sorceress

Do you think the number of sissies is on the rise?

“…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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

If there exists a “New York of Australia”, is it Sydney or Melbourne?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I'll see you when I get there,

Why do men like women gold diggers?

What does life mean without death?

Know your enemies

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

What is your first experience having sex with older men?

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Are you worried that the 2024 US presidential election will result in a close race?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Why do unattractive men assume that a pretty woman like me want them?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Movin objects mentally

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I never knew my life mattered”

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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 seen it all in my short life

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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'”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

The other one don't understand me,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

If it ain't

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do