What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Mothership alien sorceress

If it ain't

What is the naughtiest fantasy that you've lived out?

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Why do females hate MGTOW so much?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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If it ain't

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Are you afraid of being alone?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Why is the world male-dominated?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Movin objects mentally

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Gangbangers that spit slang

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I seen it all in my short life

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

What does life mean without death?

The other one don't understand me,

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

“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”

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Me and my peeps is all trife

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

“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”

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Know your enemies

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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'”

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

“…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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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