What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“…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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

Why do I sweat so much? I’m 17 but I feel like I always need to re-apply deodorant and I am always self-conscious that I smell because I feel sweat under my arms.

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Why do some women alter their faces by so-called cosmetic surgeries (on their eyes, cheeks, lips, chin, jaw) that making them look like Donald Duck or puffy aliens, while for most men these unnatural facial changes are ridiculous or even disgusting?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Why do we let ugly men exist?

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

If it ain't

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Should I believe JD Vance's claim that Tim Walz lied about needing medical intervention to get pregnant?

Mothership alien sorceress

I seen it all in my short life

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I feel like my boyfriend doesn't love me. Why?

“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”

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Why cant I sleep even tho I am sleepy? I am not anxious or worried but my body just doesn't want to. I've been awake for almost 2 days and feel sleepy but I cant sleep. My doctor said its anxiety related but its not. Is this normal?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

When North Koreans visit other countries for the Olympics, what stops some of them fleeing away into that host country?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“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”

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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”

I do it once, I do it twice,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

What does life mean without death?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

If it ain't

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

The other one don't understand me,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Know your enemies

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I never knew my life mattered”