What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

In what ways does Islam oppress women?

I never knew my life mattered”

I seen it all in my short life

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

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

What do you respect the most about Elon Musk?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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Mothership alien sorceress

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Gangbangers that spit slang

How do you recognize when your mental health might need attention?

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

What’s the weirdest phone call you have ever received?

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Honestly! Do you people actually watch all that nonsense produced by the nitwit network television stations or do they just claim you do?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Why do people think Mirko is boring in My Hero Academia?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Know your enemies

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Have you had any paranormal activity situations happen personally to you or someone you know?

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

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

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

What song are you listening to right now? What does it mean to you?

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground 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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“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”

“…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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I do it once, I do it twice,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Movin objects mentally

“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”

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

“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'”

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

If it ain't

If it ain't

Who designed our DNA structure?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Three months later we run our own caper,

The other one don't understand me,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

No smile is genuine or real,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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