What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Are judges being lenient on hard criminals?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Why do boobs of some girls bounce when they walk?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I'll see you when I get there,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The other one don't understand me,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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Know your enemies

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Was Jesus Christ Jewish?

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why is it that women are stronger than men nowadays?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Why do I sweat (mostly on face) when I eat usually spicy food?

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“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”

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

“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”

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

“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',

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

“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”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“…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 seen it all in my short life

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

What does life mean without death?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

If it ain't

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Movin objects mentally

“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'”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

If it ain't

Soldier with the gas-mask

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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