What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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If it ain't

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

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

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Movin objects mentally

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

If it ain't

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Why do women wear less clothes compared to men?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I seen it all in my short life

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

Do you think Japan will have same-sex marriage by 2030?

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Are you afraid to get married and why?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I do it once, I do it twice,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Soldier with the gas-mask

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I'll see you when I get there,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

No smile is genuine or real,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Know your enemies

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“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”

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Three months later we run our own caper,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

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

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

“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'”

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,