What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Is it common for Americans to feel "trapped" due to the size and distance of their country from other countries/continents? Is this feeling an exaggeration or a reality?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“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”

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Why are so many US conservatives in this day and age still against racial mixing? They won't say it in public, but they are still against the mixing between Blacks and whites? Why?

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

You hold the door open for a lady and she stops in her tracks and screams at you, ‘Don’t hold the door for me! I’ll get it myself!’ What are your feelings or immediate reaction?

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

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

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

Would you raise your children like your parents raised you?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I never knew my life mattered”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Is something wrong with my discharge? So, when I masturbate, white discharge comes from my vagina, but it's not stretchy, it's pasty. It doesn't smell and I'm not itchy, so I'm sure it's not a yeast infection. Why is it pasty though?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Why can't NASA just bite the bullet and launch a plainly simple mission, audited by flat earther peers start to finish that definitively proves to even the smallest minds that the earth is an oblong spheroid, and not flat?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Humans have evolved and become hairless and odor free. How do other races learn about evolution since evolution does not apply to them?

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

Movin objects mentally

Mothership alien sorceress

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Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

What does life mean without death?

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

“…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 seen it all in my short life

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Gangbangers that spit slang

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Know your enemies

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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'”

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

If it ain't

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

If it ain't

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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