What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

What do you do when your family doesn’t care about you?

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

“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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Do many women shave their vaginas?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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“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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

What do dreams about dead people mean?

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

What does life mean without death?

Know your enemies

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“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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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

I seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Three months later we run our own caper,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“…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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Movin objects mentally

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

If it ain't

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

“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

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

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

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

The other one don't understand me,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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