What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Know your enemies

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

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

“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'”

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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If it ain't

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

How do I know if I am a bitch? I try to be a nice person but people often jokingly call me a bitch. My family calls me a bitch sometimes too.

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Has your wife or girlfriend ever been felt up in public by a stranger?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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“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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Can you recommend a simple song with an awesome solo? What makes the solo stand out?

What does life mean without death?

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

I never knew my life mattered”

What is your response when someone says "how may I help you"?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Why is my Whirlpool fridge not cooling but the freezer works? What is the solution?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

No smile is genuine or real,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Mothership alien sorceress

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I do it once, I do it twice,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I seen it all in my short life

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Movin objects mentally

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

“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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

If it ain't

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

I'll see you when I get there,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“…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”

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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

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

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