What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“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”

“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”

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Gangbangers that spit slang

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

What do you think of Andrew Tate?

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

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

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

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I do it once, I do it twice,

Me and my peeps is all trife

What is so great about Jiraiya?

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

What is the worst emotional pain you ever felt as an adult?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

If it ain't

I'll see you when I get there,

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“…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”

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

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Why are Christians quick to say that there are a lot the gay Christians that exist NOW and use that to pretend that Christianity is just loving to gays when the last 40 years of my life they been horrible?

Soldier with the gas-mask

“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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I seen it all in my short life

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

“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'”

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Movin objects mentally

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

If it ain't

Know your enemies

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