What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Soldier with the gas-mask

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Is it sinful for Christians to look at beautiful women?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Why do some men like older women?

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Can you describe what it's like to live in a town known for Harley Davidson motorcycles?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Why do I want to give up on men?

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

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

If it ain't

Is Trump the greatest spiritual leader since Jesus?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Why would a spouse cheat if the marriage is good?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

What is the difference between Michael Corleone’s marriage to Apollonia Vitelli and Kay Adams?

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Why should the law care about what I do behind closed doors?

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Why do so many FtM people act like MtF people don't exist and what the hell am I supposed to do as an MtF person?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

What are some difficulties in a JEE aspirant's life?

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

“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 never knew my life mattered”

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

What does the stink of the skunk look like? Why would it be dangerous?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“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”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

“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”

No smile is genuine or real,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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

“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'”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Know your enemies

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I'll see you when I get there,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“…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”

Mothership alien sorceress

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What does life mean without death?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Movin objects mentally

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

The other one don't understand me,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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