What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Why should the law care about what I do behind closed doors?

No smile is genuine or real,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I never knew my life mattered”

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Gangbangers that spit slang

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Why do some people enjoy being dominated?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Iusto et ipsum nesciunt est qui.

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

“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'”

My waist finally looks like how it did before I had kids but I didn’t lose weight. Why am I still 15 lbs from my starting weight?

“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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Is Max Verstappen unstoppable this season?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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Movin objects mentally

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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Know your enemies

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“…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”

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

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

“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”

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

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

What does life mean without death?

If it ain't

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

If it ain't

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Me and my peeps is all trife

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“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”

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

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

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

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

“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”

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I'll see you when I get there,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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