What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Since the Brits can't steer their oil tanker, what makes them think they can take on Russia?

Three months later we run our own caper,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

What do teens do at night?

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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Know your enemies

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

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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Laser weapons and ecstasy

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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“…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”

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

When was the last time you had sex with someone much older than yourself?

Gangbangers that spit slang

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

How can I get rid of the fake girls on social media that are claiming to be hookups? Is there a way to shuffle through them and the real women that actually want to talk?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

When AI takes all jobs how will the lowest class make money to survive?

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

If white people had been slaves, would WLM be a thing right now?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

What does life mean without death?

I'll see you when I get there,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Mothership alien sorceress

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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”

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

If it ain't

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I seen it all in my short life

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

If it ain't

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“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”

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

“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'”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Movin objects mentally

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

No smile is genuine or real,

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