What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

I seen it all in my short life

Why would Hugh Grant cheat on Elizabeth Hurley?

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Why do flat Earthers run away like whipped dogs with their tails between their legs when asked simple questions that expose their delusions as fantasy?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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“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”

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

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

Why do women wear less clothes compared to men?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

What is treasury?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Soldier with the gas-mask

What are some ten strong legal evidences that are needed for a divorce?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why do humans sweat while stressed?

“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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Why is only the left side of my vagina bleeding, on and off?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Know your enemies

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

The other one don't understand me,

What does life mean without death?

I'll see you when I get there,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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”

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Gangbangers that spit slang

Mothership alien sorceress

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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'”

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

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

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Movin objects mentally

If it ain't

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I do it once, I do it twice,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“…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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,