What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Why did my ex-narcissist move so fast with his new supply marriage engagement moving in, etc.?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Why do I feel worthless most of the time?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Is Pampano safe to eat?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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The other one don't understand me,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Why is Trump so disliked worldwide?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Why am I losing interest to get a job and to all my desires because of this spiritual awakening? How do I get through life because of it?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

If you get a chance to have sex with either Kajal Agarwal or Samantha, who would you choose and why?

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

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

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Movin objects mentally

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Know your enemies

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I seen it all in my short life

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

“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”

“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'”

Three months later we run our own caper,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

If it ain't

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Gangbangers that spit slang

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

“…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”

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“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”

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

If it ain't

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

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

What does life mean without death?