What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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”

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

I do it once, I do it twice,

Is the Democrat party connected with organized crime in America?

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

“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”

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

Why are there so many illegal Haitians in Ohio? They can't walk here. Democrats flew them here to cause chaos and crime in Ohio.

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Why do I feel like something bad is going to happen to me?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Why do ugly men flirt with girls that are really hot?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

Why are we explaining today’s “climate change” as driven by human related “green house” gasses when natural “global warming” pushed sea level up to the “shores” of Topeka with no human contribution or even presence? Is Occam’s Rasor applied?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I never knew my life mattered”

Why is porn so addictive?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

What are some cool confidence hacks?

Movin objects mentally

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

“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'”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

No smile is genuine or real,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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”

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Know your enemies

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

The other one don't understand 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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Gangbangers that spit slang

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Three months later we run our own caper,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I'll see you when I get there,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

If it ain't

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“…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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,