What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Dolorum fugit ut molestiae voluptatem minima non.

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“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'”

Can you explain the difference between a shower cap and a hair bonnet?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Have you ever been forced into bestiality?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

What frustrates you the most?

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Is it painful for men to wear bras, panties, and tampons?

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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“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'll see you when I get there,

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

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

If it ain't

Mothership alien sorceress

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“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,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Know your enemies

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

If it ain't

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Movin objects mentally

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“…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”

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you