What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Why doesn’t the UK change their flag?

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

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

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

Why do heterosexual men like anal sex with women? I think it's because they secretly want to have anal sex with a man? What do you think?

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

What does life mean without death?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Movin objects mentally

“…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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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

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

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

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

What are your funniest "lost in translation" moments if you grew up speaking more than one language?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Why was the rock band Kiss so successful?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Know your enemies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

“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'”

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I never knew my life mattered”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

If it ain't

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I seen it all in my short life

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

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Mothership alien sorceress

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