What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Why do women like black men?

If it ain't

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Why do women consider 80% of men as unattractive?

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

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

Is marijuana bad for you?

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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If it ain't

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Know your enemies

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I seen it all in my short life

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

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

“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'”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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”

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

Movin objects mentally

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Soldier with the gas-mask

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

“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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

“…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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Me and my peeps is all trife