What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

The other one don't understand me,

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

Do girls ever miss their first love?

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why are Republican politicians so afraid to oppose Trump?

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“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”

Have your parents ever walked in on you?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What does life mean without death?

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Gangbangers that spit slang

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

What does it mean if I had a dream about my mom who passed 12 years ago waking up from her coma and asking for my dad? I have never had a dreams about her since she has been gone.

I'll see you when I get there,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Had strong anxiety, heart palpitations, headaches and fear randomly over twin flame presence, 20 mins later he didnt acknowledge me saw a photo of a girl on the back of his phone faced up. Assume it was a new gf. Was this a warning of seperation?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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“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'”

Movin objects mentally

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Three months later we run our own caper,

No smile is genuine or real,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

“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,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

If it ain't

I do it once, I do it twice,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

If it ain't

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“…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”

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions