What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Why do subpar women think that they are nines and tens?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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Where are the gay people in India?

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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Movin objects mentally

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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Me and my peeps is all trife

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Gangbangers that spit slang

Which is the worst Bollywood movie you have ever seen and why?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I have the power to talk to aliens through using telepathy. Why do people think I'm crazy?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

What does life mean without death?

“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”

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

“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'”

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

The other one don't understand me,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Three months later we run our own caper,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

“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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Know your enemies

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

No smile is genuine or real,

“…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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

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

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

“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”

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

I seen it all in my short life

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

If it ain't

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Mothership alien sorceress

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