What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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“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”

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”

What is your daily motivation and does it work?

Three months later we run our own caper,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

How can I control my daily masturbating habit?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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If it ain't

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Gangbangers that spit slang

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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

“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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Me and my peeps is all trife

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Who designed our DNA structure?

What are the 10 things you regret doing in your life?

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

If it ain't

Soldier with the gas-mask

What do people with very high IQs do all day?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I do it once, I do it twice,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Has anyone been spanked by their parents after becoming an adult?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

I seen it all in my short life

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Know your enemies

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“…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”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I never knew my life mattered”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

“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”

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,