What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

When Kundalini is awakened accidentally, what can be done?

“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”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Me and my peeps is all trife

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

If the Red Pill is supposed to be so bad, why are so many young men buying into it? What about Red Pill makes it appealing to them?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

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

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

What is the best/cute/funny/playful chat/conversation between brother and sister?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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'”

What is the gayest experience you have seen in prison?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I'll see you when I get there,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

What does life mean without death?

I do it once, I do it twice,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

If it ain't

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry 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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Movin objects mentally

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“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 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”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

If it ain't

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Soldier with the gas-mask

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Know your enemies

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Mothership alien sorceress

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

I seen it all in my short life

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers