What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Why are daughters mean to their mothers?

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

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

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

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

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

“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”

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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The other one don't understand me,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

No smile is genuine or real,

If it ain't

Do most men prefer curvy women or skinny women?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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Mothership alien sorceress

What does life mean without death?

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

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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Dead astronauts, pyramids

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“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”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

If it ain't

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

“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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Movin objects mentally

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

“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'”

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“…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”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Know your enemies

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,