What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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The other one don't understand me,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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Three months later we run our own caper,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

How can I stop overthinking and take action more quickly?

If it ain't

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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Soldier with the gas-mask

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I seen it all in my short life

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Know your enemies

How do I convince flat earthers that the earth is round?

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I'll see you when I get there,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

What does life mean without death?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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 sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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”

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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

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

“…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”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

If it ain't

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,