What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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'”

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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Can men enjoy receiving anal sex?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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No smile is genuine or real,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“…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”

Why does having a college degree no longer carry the same prestige as before? People don't have the same respect for the educated.

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

“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”

Have you ever answered your door in lingerie?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Did your siblings abuse you growing up? Not your parents, specifically your siblings, or other children in the household you were raised with.

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Soldier with the gas-mask

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Why does Russia support Palestine in the Middle East conflict?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

If it ain't

I seen it all in my short life

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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”

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Me and my peeps is all trife

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

“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”

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

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

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Movin objects mentally

The other one don't understand me,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

What does life mean without death?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Know your enemies

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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