What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Gangbangers that spit slang

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

If it ain't

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

What does life mean without death?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

What’s a mistake most guys make when trying to get a girlfriend?

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

If it ain't

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

What were Hitler’s habits?

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

Mothership alien sorceress

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

No smile is genuine or real,

I never knew my life mattered”

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Know your enemies

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

“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”

Movin objects mentally

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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'”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“…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”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

“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”

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