What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

What are some life hacks for living on your own?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I seen it all in my short life

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Movin objects mentally

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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

What are the causes of over sweating?

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Why would a man be interested in an ordinary woman while there are very beautiful and fabulous women?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

No smile is genuine or real,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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”

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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'”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Me and my peeps is all trife

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“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 here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Know your enemies

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I'll see you when I get there,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

If it ain't

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

“…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”

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