What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Do you agree with Kamala Harris that Donald Trump is dangerous?

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Has a psychic ever made a crazy prediction that turned out to be true?

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

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

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

Are evolutionists giving evolution a bad name by claiming humans started off as shrews?

I do it once, I do it twice,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Why is the covert narcissist actively avoiding me when they see me everyday?

No smile is genuine or real,

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

I seen it all in my short life

What is the story of how you met your spouse?

“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”

“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”

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

Were knights’ lances practical weapons, or were they just for sports?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Do women like men who have slept with many women?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck 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”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I never knew my life mattered”

Mothership alien sorceress

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Who designed our DNA structure?

If it ain't

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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 there's steak with the beans and rice,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Know your enemies

“…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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

If it ain't

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Soldier with the gas-mask