What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

“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”

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I'll see you when I get there,

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

If it ain't

Why cant I stop thinking about counsellor between sessions?

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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“…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”

Know your enemies

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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I seen it all in my short life

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

What can you do if someone makes a false accusation against you?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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The other one don't understand me,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Would you join a gym or workout at home and why?

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

“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”

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

What is one small habit that has transformed your life in unexpected ways?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I never knew my life mattered”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

If it ain't

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Mothership alien sorceress

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

“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'”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

“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”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Movin objects mentally

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

No smile is genuine or real,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

What does life mean without death?

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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