What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Why does a college girl cover her face with a scarf in Bangalore?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

If a cat is feminine in German, what article do you give to a male cat?

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

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

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

Why did you put a guy’s dick in your mouth the first time?

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

What did Rama tell Sita about Kaliyug?

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

How is it not psychopathic to use someone for sex, even if they agree?

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

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

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

Why are the democrats keep insisting that there are more than two genders?

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Movin objects mentally

What methods do private investigators use to investigate someone in real life?

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

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

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

Why is it difficult to get a job?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Can a mother forget her child after she puts him or her up for adoption?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The other one don't understand me,

No smile is genuine or real,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

If it ain't

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

What does life mean without death?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“…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”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Gangbangers that spit slang

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

“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'”

Know your enemies

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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