What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“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”

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Which document should be pointed out to a holocaust denier?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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Three months later we run our own caper,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

☆ what's the thing that made u fell in love with your bias?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

What does life mean without death?

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If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What trains transport cars and passengers near Pompano Beach, Florida that goes to New York?

I seen it all in my short life

I'll see you when I get there,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Are there any nude pictures of women with big tits?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

If it ain't

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Know your enemies

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Gangbangers that spit slang

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Movin objects mentally

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“…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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

No smile is genuine or real,

I never knew my life mattered”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,