What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What is it like to have an insanely beautiful girlfriend?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why should we share our wife with others?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Mothership alien sorceress

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Why are Republicans such intolerant people?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

If it ain't

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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What does life mean without death?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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Know your enemies

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

How do I build rapport with anybody?

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Would people still care about Palestine if there was no Israeli-Palestinian conflict?

Movin objects mentally

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Why are women attracted to ugly guys?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Gangbangers that spit slang

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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 seen it all in my short life

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

I'll see you when I get there,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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'”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

“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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“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”