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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

10.06.2025 01:54

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Can I use ChatGPT to get chapter ideas? I’ll be writing it with my own words but I just get writer’s block when it comes to what to write?

“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'”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Three months later we run our own caper,

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Imagine we could fly into space and take a selfie of our galaxy. This spacecraft made the most detailed map of the Milky Way ever - BBC Sky at Night Magazine

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

What is your opinion about homosexuality? Do you think that it is by nature or a choice?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Street Dog Who Fought to Survive by Eating Rocks and Dirt Has Us in Tears - PetHelpful

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

If it ain't

“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”

A 2.6-Million-Pound Rock Thrown Inland… by a Monster Wave - The Daily Galaxy

The other one don't understand me,

I never knew my life mattered”

Gangbangers that spit slang

Why do older men like to get anal sex?

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

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

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

As an inmate did you have to live alongside a bully for your whole sentence?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Why do people hate on Serena (anime character)? What did she ever do to anyone except be a good friend to Ash Ketchum and an awesome trainer herself?

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Who designed our DNA structure?

What does life mean without death?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

If it ain't

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Know your enemies

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I seen it all in my short life

Mothership alien sorceress

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Movin objects mentally

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

“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'll see you when I get there,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Laser weapons and ecstasy

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

“…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”

“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”

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Me and my peeps is all trife

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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