What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

If there exists a “New York of Australia”, is it Sydney or Melbourne?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Have you ever seen your wife being fucked?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Why are perceived or real slights interpreted as rejections and reality by pwBPD?

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

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

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

How do I know if he loves me? When he wants me to be his gf he make time for me and send me morning and night messages and done everything to melt my heart. Now I am his gf and he don't treat me that way now.

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Is it legal for an employer to ask why you are taking time off from work?

Soldier with the gas-mask

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

What are some common examples of human hypocrisy?

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

Movin objects mentally

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Is there a reason why many men give up on dating and relationships? Is the dating scene difficult for them?

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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”

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

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

Know your enemies

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Mothership alien sorceress

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Gangbangers that spit slang

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I seen it all in my short life

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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 never knew my life mattered”

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

If it ain't

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“…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”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“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 a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

If it ain't

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

“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”

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