What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

In bed, not in music, which is better, a drummer or a bass player?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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No smile is genuine or real,

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

Movin objects mentally

How do you know when your skirt is too short?

If it ain't

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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Three months later we run our own caper,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

“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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

How do you have intercourse with a girl who can remember you for a long time?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

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

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

What was your most embarrassing and humiliating bare bottom spanking?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Gangbangers that spit slang

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

If it ain't

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Soldier with the gas-mask

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Know your enemies

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

“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”

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I do it once, I do it twice,

I'll see you when I get there,

“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'”

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Mothership alien sorceress

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What does life mean without death?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

The other one don't understand me,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“…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”

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,