What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Can you write a letter to your first love without mentioning his/her name?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Are Turks ashamed of their Islamic heritage?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Why do a lot of women have a crush on my boyfriend when they know he is in a relationship with me? I am starting to feel insecure too. What should I do?

The other one don't understand me,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

What are the strangest parts of The Bible?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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I do it once, I do it twice,

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

As a woman, what would be you response to a male friend’s offer of a full body massage?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

How do I find a luxury service apartment in Gurgaon?

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

“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'”

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

Can the existence of past lives be proven without the use of hypnosis or a pendulum to inquire about previous incarnations?

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

How did you get to be a leftist?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Movin objects mentally

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

What does life mean without death?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“…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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Mothership alien sorceress

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

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

If it ain't

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

“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”

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

“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”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Know your enemies

If it ain't