What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

What happens in Sweden if you cannot pay a hospital debt you did not know about until recently but willing to pay when your finances improve?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

How do I explain to my husband that my 19-year-old son has accidentally gotten me pregnant?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I never knew my life mattered”

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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Are narcissists happy people generally?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

What is the best reply if your boyfriend asks you,"why do you love me?"

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What’s one positive trait you’ve gained because of BPD?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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Know your enemies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

What is the reason for writing X^2 as XX instead of X*X?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck 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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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

No smile is genuine or real,

If it ain't

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

The other one don't understand me,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“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'”

Mothership alien sorceress

I'll see you when I get there,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

If it ain't

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“…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”

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

What does life mean without death?

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

“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”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“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”

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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