What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

What does life mean without death?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Know your enemies

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

Is it wrong of me to feel uncomfortable that my friend thinks my brother is hot?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why do foolish atheists think their strange delusional theories are facts?

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

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

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

Why do some young mothers trick a guy into believing that they're pregnant and it's their child when years later they find out that it's not even theirs should he still pay child support or not?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Why do Muslims invade Western society?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Why do women stubbornly refuse to let men lead, even though they are attracted to the man, and the man both loves and desires them? Why do they get angry and blame the man when he gets fed up and walks away, when it's entirely their own fault?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Why do diabetic people sweat so much?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Can someone write me a sex story?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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'”

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

If it ain't

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I never knew my life mattered”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Mothership alien sorceress

I do it once, I do it twice,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

“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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I'll see you when I get there,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“…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”

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

The other one don't understand me,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I seen it all in my short life

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,