What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Honestly! Do you people actually watch all that nonsense produced by the nitwit network television stations or do they just claim you do?

I never knew my life mattered”

Movin objects mentally

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

Why are people saying that Trump is fat when he is an athletic 6 foot 3 and 215 pounds?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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“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”

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What do you do you do if your motorcycle chain snaps while riding on the highway?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Can you share the entire summary of your spiritual life?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

It’s been over a month since I stopped taking sertraline but why do I still feel side effects like brain zaps and anxiety mood changes? The root cause of anxiety it’s your thinking and I perfectly master that better than before so it’s hard lately.

The other one don't understand me,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Has anyone experienced an out of the body experience, as a child, years before you had ever heard the term or understood the implications?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Do many women shave their vaginas?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Three months later we run our own caper,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Mothership alien sorceress

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Know your enemies

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“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”

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

If it ain't

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

“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”

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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'”

“…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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

What does life mean without death?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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”

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?