What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The other one don't understand me,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Who has experienced what they called a happy accident (bestiality)?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Where's the Civil War everyone on the left said would happen?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

What was the most inappropriate thing your parent caught you doing as a teen? Was in the bedroom, I thought nobody else was home. My sister and I shared that bedroom but I knew she was gone. I didn’t know my dad was home though.

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I never knew my life mattered”

How do I know if he loves me? When he wants me to be his gf he make time for me and send me morning and night messages and done everything to melt my heart. Now I am his gf and he don't treat me that way now.

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Which document should be pointed out to a holocaust denier?

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

A fisherman discovers a black iceberg off the northeast coast of Canada, leaving scientists in shock. - Farmingdale Observer

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Psychopathic individuals recognize unfairness but are less likely to punish it - PsyPost

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

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

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

How do romance scams typically operate? Do they always start by asking for money or do they sometimes begin with personal questions about the victim's life?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Was there a British ‘genocide’ of Aboriginal Australians?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

“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”

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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“…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”

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

How do I identify fake friends in life?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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'”

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

Movin objects mentally

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

If it ain't

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

If it ain't

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Know your enemies

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I seen it all in my short life

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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”

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

I'll see you when I get there,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

What does life mean without death?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose