What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“…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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

If it ain't

Is crossdressing being a transvestite?

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What makes someone feel "rich enough" in different societies?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Why do men love boobs (irrespective of big or small)?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Why should the law care about what I do behind closed doors?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Who believes that Speaker Mike Johnson will certify ‘a free and fair and legal election'? Who believes that Speaker Mike Johnson will NOT certify ‘a free and fair and legal election'? Why?

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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Know your enemies

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

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

Why are the Chinese so sensitive to Western criticism?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What was your best experience of having your navel touched?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

What are some best sources of great porn?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I seen it all in my short life

“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”

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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 sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I'll see you when I get there,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Movin objects mentally

If it ain't

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

No smile is genuine or real,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

“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'”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

The other one don't understand me,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask