What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

Was Jesus Christ Jewish?

“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”

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

If it ain't

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I do it once, I do it twice,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Why do we still feel attached or jealous when a covert narcissist moves on, even after realizing their toxicity and the suffering they caused?

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Has anyone ever read The Holy Bible completely through? If so, what was your overall impression of it?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Can shaving hair by Veet in our vagina cause diseases?

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

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

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

What are the main issues that have historically and currently divided Republicans and Democrats?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

How many girls or guys keep extra pantyhose in their glove box or console of their vehicle?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

What are some of the differences between the Democratic and Republican parties? What policies does each party advocate for? What groups do these parties usually represent?

What does life mean without death?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

What is the cost of implementing synchronized traffic lights in a mid-sized city?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I never knew my life mattered”

What do you like about McDonald's?

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Laser weapons and ecstasy

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“…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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

I seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Know your enemies

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

No smile is genuine or real,

Mothership alien sorceress

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

“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”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“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'”

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“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”

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

If it ain't

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,