What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

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

Are there really people who still believe the Earth is flat?

I seen it all in my short life

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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I do it once, I do it twice,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

What are the different types of networking?

Know your enemies

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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“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'”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Mothership alien sorceress

“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,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

No smile is genuine or real,

“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”

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“…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”

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I'll see you when I get there,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

“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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I never knew my life mattered”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

What does life mean without death?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

If it ain't