What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Know your enemies

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What makes you feel guilty the most?

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

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

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

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Who designed our DNA structure?

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

What is Quora? Are there any tips?

If it ain't

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Why is digital marketing important?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I'll see you when I get there,

I do it once, I do it twice,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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”

What’s the saddest thing you’ve seen at your job?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Gangbangers that spit slang

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

If it ain't

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I never knew my life mattered”

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

“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”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

The other one don't understand me,

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

“…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”

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What does life mean without death?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I seen it all in my short life

Movin objects mentally

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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'”

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“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”

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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