What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

What does life mean without death?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Movin objects mentally

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

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Why doesn’t Melania Trump do some more modeling?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

How can she get her mouth taped shut? She should not have freedom of speech.

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

The other one don't understand me,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

“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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

Know your enemies

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I seen it all in my short life

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

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

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

If it ain't

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Gangbangers that spit slang

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

“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”

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

If it ain't

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

“…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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe