What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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”

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

Can you tell me a depressing story?

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Do you have any problem dating a younger man?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Why would the state lie about the Earth's shape? We know that it's flat, but why do they lie and tell us that it is a sphere?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Why do men suck dick? Me, I can't get enough

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

If it ain't

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

How would you advertise if you wanted to be a "tour guide" who can take you through the dark web while warning you what not to look at and not to click on?

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

What topics are okay with you in comics and what topics should be totally off the table?

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Why do Puerto Ricans come to this country flying their flags over in the United States all over their cars? They're so proud of their country. Why are they here?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Three months later we run our own caper,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Why do almost all the girls on Quora look beautiful?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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.

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

How do scammers communicate? Do they have a specific language or slang?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

How could NASA possibly land on the moon when it's impossible to reach the moon through the Earth's dome? Why are they making up such an obvious lie?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

What does life mean without death?

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

“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Mothership alien sorceress

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

The other one don't understand me,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Movin objects mentally

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

No smile is genuine or real,

Know your enemies

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I seen it all in my short life

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

“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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I never knew my life mattered”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“…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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,