What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Why do I feel bad when I see white girls dating black guys, am I racist?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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What does life mean without death?

“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'”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

If it ain't

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

The other one don't understand me,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Know your enemies

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Who designed our DNA structure?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

“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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

If it ain't

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Movin objects mentally

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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”

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“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”

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

“…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”

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,